Chapter 1195

“What a load of rubbish!” Whitebeard sneered.

Nash slapped Whitebeard in the face.

His mouth and nose were bleeding. Several of his teeth even flew out.

The Borleys trembled slightly.

Nash glanced at Whitebeard and asked casually, “Was I talking to

you?”

Whitebeard gritted his teeth but was helpless. He secretly vowed to kill this little bastard when he joined the Southern Martial Alliance.

Cindel took a deep breath. “Why should we believe you?”

Nash turned to look at the villa. Yellow Crane quickly walked to him

with his hands behind his back.

With an angry look on his face, he stared at one of the men and shouted, “Who are you to Iron Will Borley?”

The middle-aged man trembled all over. His eyes widened as he hesitated, “I… I am his great-grandson!”

Iron Will Borley was his great-grandfather’s nickname. Except for members of the family, it was impossible for outsiders to know.

Yellow Crane said angrily, “Iron Will Borley is my great-grandson. I’m Greg Borley, your ancestor!”

Everyone in the Borleys looked at each other.

middle-aged man took a deep breath,

This

asked Greg, who

you possess their body?”

have strong light energy,

possess them. The Snow man was infected with

out his light spark to

slightly. He lifted his hand to draw a seal

a bright light. He then extinguished

above Cindel’s head.

left Yellow Crane and took a

there was anger on Cindel’s face. “Do you

still don’t believe me,

every night!”

and whispered, “Dad.. C-Could he

ancestor?”

man shook his head. “I don’t

supernatural!”

was furious. “Damn it,

“Cindel, how can you talk

was stunned for a moment and

have such an unpleasant name!”

Nash almost choked.

it. Since you don’t believe me, then I’ll open your Third

finger and wrote

left

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