The Conglomerate is the God of War

Who the hell is he?

At the foot of the mountain where the lakeside villa was located, Quentin, dressed in a black suit, was climbing the stairs, followed by four Smith family martial arts experts, each of whom gave off a powerful aura. Quentin didn't take Tyler seriously at first, but when he came halfway up the mountain and saw Pantheon No. 7 and Tyler with his own eyes, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. Obviously, both Tyler and Pantheon No. 7 are very strong, but since Quentin is not practicing martial arts, he is unable to know the level of cultivation both have achieved. Given the situation, Tyler knew that in two or three hours, the main force of the Chilton family was coming, but he kept his cool, which made Quentin see him in a completely new way...

After observing Tyler for a while, Quentin said with a smile, "Brother Shaw, I'm Quentin. I always hear Yasmin talking about you. Now I have seen you with my own eyes, and I know you are indeed a talented person..."

Tyler also nodded to Quentin with a smile and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Smith. I'm going to fight it out with the Chilton family tonight, and I appreciate you coming this time..."

Quentin glanced at Tyler with a thoughtful look.

Seeing that Tyler wasn't in a hurry, he couldn't help but frown. "Brother Shaw, I heard that you are from the Department of Defense, so you must have been in a lot of battles. But still, I must remind you not to underestimate the Chilton family. They have been rooted in Qamond for many years and have their people in all walks of life here. To be honest, your chances are very slim if you try to fight them with just a few of you ... "

"No problem. We've been through all kinds of brutal battles, so Mr. Smith, you don't have to worry too much." Tyler waved to Quentin, gesturing for him to remain calm.

"Brother Shaw... Ouch..." Quentin wanted to say something again, but when he saw Tyler's indifferent attitude, he forced back the rest of his words unexpressed. He sighed, thinking that he could only rely on himself..

Time passes quickly. Even though the rain had subsided, there was no sign of stopping. At 5pm, it was getting dark outside. The black-clad gangsters who had been waiting at the foot of the mountain at the request of the Chilton family finally got into action. In small groups, they rushed to the mountain slope in an orderly manner, holding steel pipes and machetes.

The number of armed men moving up the mountain ranged from a dozen to a hundred to finally over a thousand! Some Chilton family leaders such as Wilson, and others also joined them.

Surrounded by their men, Wilson, Damon, and a few powerful elders from the Chilton family moved swiftly in anger without saying a word. Meanwhile, Frank who had been monitoring the surrounding situation at the foot of the mountain, immediately informed Zack about it. Subsequently, the constables of the Constabulary at Qamond took action.

In just two or three minutes, the people from the Chilton family had reached a stage in the middle of the mountain next to Tyler's villa. While Wilson looked towards Tyler, Tyler also stood up and looked at him.

"Dad, please! Dad, get me out.." Jarred, who had been pretending to be dead since being thrown into the pigsty by Pantheon No. 7, suddenly crawled out and called out to Wilson unhappily opposite him.

"Shut up!" Pantheon No. 7 kicked Jared from behind.

This kick was so powerful that Jarred immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the sight of this, Wilson, who was surrounded by a crowd on the opposite side, narrowed his eyes with killing intent flashed within. Instead of staring at Jarred, he managed to suppress his anger and said slowly, staring at Tyler, "So, you're counting on Quentin next to you to help you?"

Yeah, Wilson didn't take Tyler seriously at all.

Although Tyler and Pantheon No. 7 were extremely powerful, he had two Five Star Level martial arts masters by his side in addition to a bunch of Four Star Level masters and over a thousand subordinates. Therefore, as far as he was concerned right now, Tyler was already a dead man ...

The only person he cares about now is Quentin. He could tell from the powerful aura of the four people behind Quentin that like him, they were all cultivators at the Four Star Level.

As Tyler was about to speak to Wilson, Quentin stepped forward and stood in front of him. "Wilson, since everything has gone so far, I don't need to think finished, the four Smith family martial artists also ran out from behind Quentin...

"Boom up! Booms! Boom up..." In the blink of an eye, the martial artists from both sides collided head-on.

Next, something surprising happened. The four powerful cultivators brought by Quentin were sent flying back by the other party in an instant. Lying on the ground with sunken chests, they coughed up blood, breathing weakly...

"What's? How is this possible? Five star ... They were Five Star Level martial artists!" Staring at Wilson in disbelief, Quentin turned pale when he saw this.

Next, something even more shocking happened! Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the few Smith family members who rushed over started attacking their own comrades, which instantly made Smith's team go awry. The one who led more than half of the people who rebelled was a high-ranking official of the Smith family. It was hard to tell how many people wanted to stay with the Smith family, let alone have them gather and wait for orders...

"Sean, are you crazy? You're from the Smith family!" Quentin shouted at the rebel head in great surprise.

Sean Smith laughed. "Hahaha, Quentin, you are so naive! Although we share the same surname, I am not a direct descendant of the Smith family. Why should I work for you? You're a real fool ..."

Time pass. A few minutes later, Wilson said playfully as he looked at Quentin, whose face paled in fear, "Haha, Quentin, you lose. You lost more than 10 years ago. You have no hope of winning in this life. Do you really think that your rapid development in the last few years is due to your strength? It's just that I feel bored and want to play with you... Haha, you're such a fool.."

"Wilson, you! You, you..." Pointing at Wilson with his finger, Quentin spewed out a mouthful of black blood. He was right he had lost. At this moment, not only did Wilson defeat him, but he also completely destroyed his confidence!

"Mrs. Smith, get going! We'll stop them!"

Seeing Quentin coughing up blood, the four martial artists he brought along struggled to get up. They had decided to give their lives so that Quentin could escape!

Desperate, Quentin seems to be 10 years older!

He waved his hand and said, "I can't leave. Wilson won't let me go..."

With that, Quentin turned to look at Tyler, who was sitting behind him. "Brother Shaw, there's no way to go. You are stronger than me, so I will arrange for Wilson so that you have enough time to escape. Go then! I didn't bring my daughter, Yasmin, with me. My only hope is that once you escape, you can send him away from Qamond. No, don't come back." he said sincerely.

Tyler remained silent. "Haha, leaving? He crippled my son. How can I let him go? Quentin, do you think you can protect her?" looking at the two of them, Wilson said with a fierce look.

Quentin's getting pale. She immediately protected Tyler behind her and turned to yell at him. "Tyler!Hurry and go! No matter what, the Smith family will stop them for a while even at the cost of our lives. Don't forget my request! Take my daughter away! Go!!!"

"Kill them!" As soon as he finished talking to Tyler, Quentin gave orders to the four Smith family martial artists. He'll fight to the death to give Tyler some time. Hearing what Quentin said, the martial artists immediately rushed to the opposite side with a determination to die..

At this moment, Wilson also roared with a ferocious gaze, "Quentin, since you are seeking death, I will kill you first, and then that Tyler. Guys, kill them!"

As soon as Wilson finished speaking, the two Five Star Level martial artists beside him, as well as the two at the peak Four Star Levels of the Chilton family, immediately unsheathed their swords and rushed towards their opponents ...

"Go! Hurry up!!!" Seeing that Tyler was still sitting on the chair as two Five Star Level martial artists from the Chilton family rushed over, Quentin could not help but yell at him.

But the next second, everyone was shocked by what was going on. As the strong cultivators from both sides had just started fighting, someone suddenly appeared in the middle, and then kicked the four of them in the blink of an eye, sending four powerful martial artists from the Chilton family flying backwards while spewing blood...

"Buzzling." Time seems to stop at this moment.

While they were looking at the man who appeared out of nowhere in a daze, everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief and their mouths were wide open. A moment later, Wilson recognized him. "You.. You're Charles? Charles Wales, Divine Soldier of the Middle Region! Ye... What are you doing here?" he asked in horror, pointing at the man with his finger.

Looking at Wilson sneering, Charles said, "Oh? Wilson, so you know me? Haha... But today, I am Moon Charles Wales, nor am I a Divine Warrior of the Central Region. Please call me... Pantheon No's. 34!"

"Panteon No's. 34?" Wilson muttered involuntarily.

Charles said proudly, "Yes, I'm ranked 34th in the Pantheon!"

Charles' voice barely faded as a number of cultivators appeared one after another and surrounded Wilson and his men from all directions. The aura they gave off was as strong as Charles's, or even stronger than his, which showed that they had at least reached the Divine Soldier Realm!

A cultivator appeared behind Chilton's men with an exploding momentum, which instantly made those few people fly away. "I'm Pantheon No. 33!" he said coldly with a grim look.

"boom!" In another loud voice, someone said, "I am Panteon No. 31!"

"Boom up! Booms! Boom up..." One after another, the aura of Divine Soldiers exploded in the middle of the mountain.

At this moment, Pantheon No. 7 also walked out from behind Tyler and said with a faint smile, "I'm Pantheon No. 7!"

It's not over! "Boom up! Boom ..." Suddenly, four martial arts experts whose aura was much stronger than the Divine Soldiers appeared in various directions on the mountain slope.

The expert aura in the north was so powerful that it soared into the sky and even dispersed the clouds.

"I'm Albert from Pantheon!" he said coldly.

"Boom up.." Clouds in the south are also scattered. Another expert with an incredible powerful aura said, "I... Marcus!"

Experts in the west are emerging. "I... Leon!"

The expert in the east roared, "I... Carlos!"

Following the appearance of the Four Pantheon Kings, 3,000 top-tier cultivators rushed from all directions of the villa. Meanwhile, a number of military armored vehicles rumbled from the foot of the mountain, huge cannons were pushed out at the peak, armed helicopters in the distance flew one after another, and one by one, and a warship with eight cannons was heading in this direction...

Seeing this, the people that Wilson had brought here, including the two Five Star Level experts, fell to the ground in fear..

Looking at Tyler, who was just sitting still, Wilson was terrified. "You, you, you ... Who're you?" he asked with a trembling voice.

In addition to Wilson, Quentin who had been trying to help Tyler was also stunned by what happened. He was so shocked that he fell to the ground as well. "Who, who is he?"

“Greetings, Your Majesty!”

“Greetings, Your Majesty!

“Greetings, Your Majesty!

The next moment, around the villa There were 3,000 Pantheon peak cultivators all kneeling on one knee as they greeted Tyler cheerfully. Then, over 30 Divine Soldiers and Four Kings also lowered their heads to greet him. For now, their roars echoed in the surrounding area for tens of miles.

Amidst everyone's shock, Tyler finally stood up slowly. The moment he woke up, a column of air suddenly soared into the sky, which removed the dark clouds and allowed the sun to shine again.

Taking a deep breath, Tyler asked as he looked at Wilson, who was in ridiculous fear, "You .. want to kill me?"