Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 50 Isabelle Retrieved the Goods for White Owl. 

Isabelle narrowed her eyes, carefully observing the brightly lit building in the distance, and murmured to herself, “Has it been repaired?” 

God’s Armament, a force that no one dared to provoke in Melfrey, and the rumours about its mysterious behind–the–scenes boss were even more intriguing 

However, they encountered the fearless and superstitious Blood Shadow. 

It was broad daylight when half of the God’s Armament headquarters was destroyed by ten pounds of TNT, causing a sensation throughout Melfrey. 

Isabelle couldn’t help but wonder, were her subordinates in such a miserable state because God’s Armament had discovered that she was the one who bombed their headquarters? 

In Taragon City. 

Harris Residence. 

Dylan knocked on the study room. “Boss, Melfrey is a lot more chaotic this year than in previous years. Many desperadoes have flooded in from Southeast Ardon. Even our goods were robbed yesterday. Don’t you think we should take care of it?” 

George looked at the document in his hand. Is the Duel Tournament about to start?” 

Dylan replied. “Yes, in ten days. This year is expected to be livelier than previous years.” 

George closed the document and raised his head. After a moment, he said, “Ask Sam if he wants to go.” 

Dylan nodded. “Okay.” 

Badman left the hotel and didn’t return. 

White Owl was worried and eventually called a few companions to go out and look for him. Fortunately, nothing happened to him. 

After two days of rest in the hotel, White Owl was running out of money and couldn’t even afford the room fee. 

With his extensive connections, White Owl received another task to escort goods. He called his companions and set off immediately. 

In the elevator, he encountered a girl. 

The girl was slightly chubby, but she had fair skin and pretty features. The calm and composed demeanour of the girl was very attractive. She was the same girl who had inexplicably smiled at him when he checked in a few days ago. 

What also caught White Owl’s attention was that this girl, like him, was an Ardon with black hair and black eyes, and she might even be Cheshian. 

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farmers. Anyway, I am too ashamed to stay in Melfrey.” 

“Say something positive, mate 

At this moment, Badman said, “I will leave Blackwater after this mission.” As soon as the elevator door opened, Badman went out first. 

Isabelle stood in the corner of the elevator, watching them leave. 

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Just as the elevator door was about to close, Isabelle stretched out her foot to block the door and stepped out of the elevator. 

The goods this time were more than expected, and White Owl and his team were short–handed. They wanted to send more people, but there wasn’t enough time. They wanted to hire some people nearby, but they couldn’t afford the commission. 

They had no choice but to persevere. 

Fortunately, the journey wasn’t far. They could reach their destination in eight hours by car. For safety reasons, they decided to drive non–stop, not making any stops along the way, and take the less–travelled roads where there were fewer people. 

There were seven trucks, and there were exactly seven people, so each person drove a truck. There is no spare man left. 

However, even though they were extremely cautious, they still encountered a problem. 

The lead truck driven by White Owl suddenly had a flat tyre, forcing the other trucks to stop. 

White Owl got out of the truck to check and instructed the others not to leave their trucks. 

They had experienced too much in the past year and had become overly cautious. 

Before White Owl could inspect the tyre, more than twenty armed mercenaries emerged from the bushes and quickly surrounded them. 

They were outnumbered. The seven of them had no power to resist and were forced to step out of their trucks at gunpoint. 

Seeing the goods being robbed again, Badman, who had been suppressed for a whole year and had reached his limit, couldn’t bear it any longer. 

With his hands behind his head, he suddenly made a move, pulling down the mercenary who was climbing into the driver’s seat and delivering a powerful punch to his face, then quickly punching the person next to him. 

White Owl reacted quickly, reaching out to grab the long barrel of the gun next to him, pulling the man forward. The man stumbled forward, and White Owl kicked him in the lower back. 

The battle was about to begin. 

The situation instantly becane chaotic. 

White Owl and his team were among the best in the mercenary world, comparable to the elite forces of God’s Armament. 

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However, they were outnumbered. 

White Owl and his team were eventually overpowered. Badman was shot in the leg and seriously injured. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The leader of the mercenaries stepped on Badman’s injured leg and arrogantly said, “If it weren’t for those d*mn rules set by the God’s Armament Alliance, I would have blown your head off.” 

“A bunch of trash.” 

Amid White Owl and his team’s frustration and resentment, the other party took their goods and left arrogantly. 

The group who had stolen the goods drove away, laughing and discussing how to celebrate when they returned. 

No one noticed that there was still someone hiding in one of the trucks. 

The truck in the middle suddenly lost control and crashed into the truck in front. 

The driver of the crashed truck cursed and leaned out to look back, but his view was obstructed. After calling out the name of the driver in the rear car twice and receiving no response, he immediately called his companions in the same truck to get out and check. 

As soon as they got out of the car, they heard a loud “bang“. The driver of the rear truck was kicked out of the driver’s seat and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. 

As the mercenaries departed, leaving the aftermath of a fierce battle, White Owl, covered in wounds, struggled to get up from the ground. 

He looked at Badman, who had been shot and said to another companion, “You take Badman back. The rest of you, come with me to retrieve our goods.” 

Their goods had been stolen again and again. They could no longer afford to compensate. 

This time, even at the cost of their lives, they had to retrieve their goods, 

Badman pushed away the companion who was helping him. His eyes filled with murderous intent. ‘I’m going with you.” 

“This is not the time to show off!” White Owl shouted angrily. 

“I’d rather fight them to the death!” Badman was determined to go. 

As they argued, they suddenly heard the sound of a car engine approaching. Looking up, they saw several familiar trucks heading their way. 

White Owl and his team immediately went on high alert. 

What were these people up to? 

White Owl tightly gripped his military knife. Before they could devise a contingency plan, Badman, consumed by rage, was abour to rush forward and fight them to the death, but his companions held him. back. 

As the truck approached, the passenger door opene and the person who jumped out of the car stunned 

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White Owl and his team, who were ready for battle. 

It was that girl. 

Before they could process this, the person who got down from the driver’s seat once again made their eye widen in shock. 

They saw the mercenary leader who had just stepped on Badman and arrogantly threatened to blow hist head off with a single shot and steal their goods, falling from the driver’s seat with injuries all over his body. 

Not only 

was it the enemy’s mercenary leader, but those who came down from the following trucks were 

also in a worse condition. 

The 

group who were so arrogant just now were appearing in front of them again, supporting each other in pairs and threes, groaning in pain. 

White Owl looked at this scene, dumbfounded. 

“What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get ready to hit the road.” 

White Owl came back to his senses and looked at the girl who came to talk to him at some point. 

“You,” White Owl moved his lips, and after a while, he asked. “Are you Cheshian?” 

After realizing that what he was asking was not the point, White Owl immediately asked, “Who are you? Why are you here? What happened to those goods and those people’s injuries?” 

“I heard your boss is dead, and your Blackwater Mercenary Corps is without a leader. To show my sincerity, here.” Isabelle spoke lightly and gestured towards the wounded group. 

are White Owl could speak, Jack, who understood their language, asked first, “What do you mean? Do want to be our boss?” 

Isabelle raised her eyebrows with a faint smile on her lips. “Am I not qualified?” 

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