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, shook his head, and

believe it. This is too

and asked Greg, who had possessed

you possess

have strong light energy, so

was infected with dark energy in

so I blew out his light spark to

his hand to

to draw out a bright light. He then extinguished

above Cindel’s head.

Crane and took a step forward to possess Cindel.

was anger on Cindel’s face. “Do you

now? If you still don’t believe me, I’ll appear in your dreams

every night!”

“Dad.. C-Could he really be

ancestor?”

man shook his head. “I don’t believe in the

supernatural!”

was furious. “Damn it, I can’t stand you!”

how can you talk to our

for a moment and then said angrily,

to have such an unpleasant

Nash almost choked.

me,

his finger and wrote a runic

his left hand.

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