They could only hope that it wasn't too violent or they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it!
After his wife stopped a taxi, Oliver Walker took out his mobile phone, typed a text message, and sent it out.
Not only would he stop the first war god from being able to make it to the scene!
It would also make this group of arrogant, self-proclaimed aristocrats get out of the state-owned enterprise – the Colorado Hotel.
Let them experience the taste of despair!
Their revenge….
Has finally started!
At this moment, the banquet hall had already been cleaned up. It was as if everything that had happened earlier had never happened.
"It's 8:05!"
Micheal Davis closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and relaxed his tense nerves. "William, quick! See if he's here yet!"
By right, a person at the level of the first war god would definitely be punctual.