The God of War by Useless scholar

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The God of War Chapter 200

Freke thought in disbelief, “Did he ask me to choose a way to die?’

Lying on the ground, Freke felt that his neck was almost broken. His face was full of bruises. His fat body, which

weighed more than two hundred pounds, could not help but tremble. His eyes showed great fear! He knew that

Jorge was a retired soldier, but he didn’t expect that Jorge was actually a strong and skilled martial artist. A

bodyguard said to Freke with fear, “M-Mr. Penley…”

The bodyguard in black swallowed in fear and walked to Freke’s side. He then continued in a trembling voice. “H-He

is not an ordinary veteran. With just the six of us, we can’t even touch a hair on his head!”

Freke’s body trembled and his eyes rolled a few times. He struggled to get up and forced out a smile. “Mr. Green,

I…”

Jorge narrowed his eyes and dashed forward. He kicked Freke’s left shoulder hard.

A crack came out.

Freke’s left shoulder blade was directly shattered by this kick, and his entire body was sent flying backward,

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in his entire body were almost broken! “Did I allow you to stand up?”

Jorge looked at Freke, who was crying on the ground and continued in a cold voice, “Answer my question. How do

you want to die? Choose!”

Besides Freke, the six bodyguards were shocked and subconsciously retreated. They did not even dare to attack.

They thought that Jorge was really fierce! They thought that Jorge was a devil, a prehistoric beast, a cold-blooded

and ruthless killing god! “I … I don’t want to die!”

Freke covered his left shoulder with his right hand and rolled on the ground while wailing. Tears and snot flowed out

as he wailed bitterly, “Mr. Green! I know how powerful you are. I admit my mistake. I apologize! I was blind. I was

wrong!”

Jorge gazed at Freke indifferently. “Why are you wrong? Tell me!”

Freke was stunned for a moment. He quickly struggled to kneel, not even covering his shoulder. He slapped himself

in the face and wailed, “I shouldn’t have snatched the land. I shouldn’t have been cursing. I should have shown

respect to you!

“I shouldn’t have offended your wife. I shouldn’t have been delusional, and I shouldn’t have offended Mr. Easton. I

really know my mistakes. I don’t want to die. Please spare me!”

“Spare you?” Jorge snorted coldly.

Jorge continued, “Do you think you are worthy of dying in my hands?”

As Jorge spoke, he slowly raised a finger, his gaze indifferent. “If you want to live, show your sincerity to beg for

mercy. You know what to do!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze was like a sharp sword and it slowly swept across Freke’s face. After that,

he turned around and left.

“What to do? How?”

Freke looked at Jorge’s back and couldn’t help but tremble. Suddenly, he crawled out to chase Jorge. He screamed

repeatedly.

“Drive! Keep up with Mr. Green. Be quick!”

The driver did as Freke ordered.

In a middle-grade hotel suite in Laxton County.

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Roselyn sat on the sofa and silently checked the other pieces of land in Laxton County with her phone. She frowned.

These pieces of land could only be considered ordinary. Although they could grow Tiger Chewing Grass, they were

too small. Even if they built a planting base, it would still be difficult to meet the production needs of the New-

Easton Group.

A creak sounded!

The door slowly opened from the outside. Jorge walked in with a smile on his face. He glanced at Roselyn’s phone

screen and smiled. “Are you looking for land?”

“Yes.”

Roselyn answered dejectedly. “I’m afraid this trip to Laxton County has been in vain. We can’t afford to offend

Freke, and the other plots of land are also unsuitable… Let’s not talk about it anymore. Let’s go back to Ocean City

and think of other ways.”

After that, Roselyn picked up her little bag and turned to walk towards the door.

The moment Roselyn reached the door, she heard someone call her.

“Ms. Easton!”

In the corridor outside the door, Freke was covered in wounds. His shoulders were not even bandaged. The

moment he saw Roselyn, he immediately fell to his knees with a bitter cry.

“Please forgive me! Please spare me! Please!

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