In the afternoon, several black SUVS abruptly screeched to a halt right i
n front of the entrance to Park Place.
The doors opened, and the first to get out was a young man dressed in
bright–
colored clothes. With his handsome features and lofty demeanor, he carrie
d an imposing presence. Following behind him were a group
of martial artists clad
Watching their departing figures, Stephan shouted out. 'Inform Mrs. Harmo
n immediately!"
in eccentric uniforms, each of them emanating an intimidating air with th
eir controlled breaths. It was evident
that they were far from ordinary.
"This is the Harmon family's territory. All of you, leave immediately!" t
he two bodyguards by the entrance warned them.
"Too loud." With a
wave of his hand, the two bodyguards flew away as blood spurted from thei
r mouths. It was as if they were hit by a speeding car.
The group of people then strutted into Park Place.
In the hall, Natasha was enjoying tea, and a copy of a financial report w
as in her hands. These past few days. because of the invention of Immortu
nol, business
was going very well for the Harmon family, and the company stock prices w
ere skyrocketing.
If this continued, Natasha would be able to replace Edwin's status within
a year and a half, becoming the first
woman to be the wealthiest person in Swinton.
"Ms. Harmon, enjoying your day. I see." She suddenly heard someone by the
entrance and looked up, finding
the group of eccentrically–
dressed men. Leading them was a young man standing right at the center.
"Who are you?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Hummer. Joshua Hummer," he smiled faintly.
"So it's you..
Natasha narrowed her eyes. "Mr. Hummer, don't you think it's too much for
you to barge into
my residence like this?"
"Is it? I don't think so." With an ambiguous smile, he continued, "Ms. Ha
rmon, I'll go straight to the point. I'm here for three things. First, Im
mortunol has caused considerable loss to the Hummers. Hence, you are to h
and over the formulation. Second, my sister was humiliated some time back
, which brought shame to the
Hummers. All thanks to a bastard named Dustin. Get your men to bring his
head to the Hummer's residence
as an apology, and for the third. It's simple. All you need to do is be a
guest at Hummer's residence tonight."
Joshua spoke lightly like a master giving orders to his servant.
Even the usually composed Natasha lost her cool when she heard him. "Josh
ua Hummer, did you hit your
head somewhere? You want my man's head? Who gave you the courage to speak
that way?"
To spout unreasonable demands as
soon as he walked through the door, this guy was too much!
"Natasha Harmon, I'm not negotiating. I'm giving you a chance. Know your
place."
"Hmph! Do you think you are in Hummer territory?" she slammed the table w
ith force. Instantly, a huge number
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of bodyguards came out from different directions and surrounded the Humme
r entourage.
"Ms. Harmon, what happened?" Stephan asked as the leader.
"Mr. Chapman, we have a few uninvited guests at home. Kindly show them th
e way out," Natasha ordered
coldly.
"Yes, ma'am." Then, he glared directly at Joshua. "Dear guests, you are n
ot welcome here. Please leave."
"Hmph! A pity." Joshua smirked. He suddenly disappeared like a ghost and
appeared in front of Stephan.
"You Stephan's pupils dilated. He was about to make a move when he realiz
ed he was already held in a chokehold. The next thing he knew, it became
hard to breathe, and his limbs turned limp. He wasn't able to
muster an ounce of energy.
"The audacity of a low–
level martial artist like you. Kneel!" Joshua lifted him single–
handedly and slammed him to the ground,
An explosion–
like sound echoed through the room, and the floor cracked open, leaving a
crater in its wake while Stephan's incapacitated legs sprayed out blood.
"Scram!" Joshua delivered a kick, aiming straight at his core.
With a grunt, Stephan was thrown a few meters away. He violently crashed
into the wall, and blood
spurted out of his mouth. That kick had dissipated Stephan's internal ene
rgy.
"How insolent! Get them!" Natasha was furious. Under her orders, the body
guards took out their batons and
charged.
"Ants," Joshua muttered in disdain.
With a wave of his hand, a surge of energy that could move
mountains and seas burst forward and rippled toward them. Before the body
guards could reach him, they were sent flying by the impact and fell to t
he ground. During that moment, groans could be heard all around.
"An external manifestation of energy? Have you achieved divinity?" A seri
ously injured Stephan locked on in
horror.
Countless martial artists dreamed of achieving divinity. Skilled low–
level martial artists could split open rocks and lift
thousands of pounds of weight. However, compared to divine–
level martial artists, their differences were like the sky and earth.