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Marlon looked at Gilmore. “What should we do when his men get here?”

Just tie me up. When they come, they’ll try to kill us. You just have to be more vigilant,” Gilmore replied.

Marlon looked doubtful. “But if the Palmer family wants to kill me, surely they’ll send their experts here. I’ll still die because I’m outnumbered,”

Marlon, do you really think that I came alone?” An enignatic smile appeared on Gilmore

face.

Marlon looked at him. “Did you bring experts with you?”

“Of course. They’re waiting at the foot of the mountain. The Palmers can send ten experts or more, but I’ll make sure none goes back alive,” Gilmore said arrogantly.

Marlon’s face was full of shock.

Then, he thought of something and asked, “Mr. Reed, did Mr. Carter send an internal force martialists to help you?”

Internal forte martialists were what people call the true powerhouses of the world.

They possessed internal mana. When the truly powerful used their internal mana to strengthen their bodies, they could make themselves invulnerable.

Once such experts activated their internal force, they could overcome almost everything. They could even tear a metal into pieces with their bare hands.

The power of internal force was unfathomable enough. One would be even more powerful with the support of internal

mana.

Of course, this level of strength was restricted to the most fearsome internal force martialists at the top of the pyramid.

But even those who have just stepped into the ranks of internal force martialists were worlds apart from ordinary external force martialists.

External force martialists were far stronger and faster than ordinary people, but they were no match for internal force martialists because of their lack of internal mana

Without internal mana, they could not make their bodies invulnerable or strong enough to crush metal cars with their palms alone.

Hearing Gilmore said that he would make sure that Wallace’s ten or more experts die, Marlon misunderstood that Denton had sent an internal force martialist to assist him.

Naturally, Gilmore did not ask the Carters to send experts to protect him. He was just making things up.

He had no choice but to continue his lie. He said, “Yeah, so you can stop worrying about me. There’ll be an internal force martialist secretly protecting me.”

Marlon had a sudden epiphany. No wonder he could not hear anyone outside even though he had perked up his ears. It turned out that Gilmore was being protected by an internal force martialist.

Once an internal force martialist suppressed his aura, even an external force martialist like Marion would not be able to detect his existence.

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Since Gilmore had the help of an internal force martialist, Marlon had nothing to fear.

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He was also glad that he did pot attack Gilmore earlier. Otherwise, he would probably be dead by now,

Marlon’s expression cased. He picked up the teapot and filled Gilmore’s glass. “Mr. Reed, have some wine!”

Gilmore nodded. He picked up his glass and leisurely drank the wine like a guest.

He knew that he had managed to convince Marlon that he had come to save Marlon.

To be fair, Gilmore was able to find Marlon’s hiding place and figure out that Wallace wanted to kill him thanks to his God’s Eye.

That was why he could speak about everything that had happened and had yet to happen, thereby winning Marlon’s trust.

After finishing his cup of tea, Gilmore said, “You have ropes here, right? Tie me up!”

Marlon then found a rope from the villa and tied up Gilmore’s hands.

Of course, he did not tie Gilmore’s hands that firmly.

That way, Gilmore would be able to quickly untie the ropes when he was in danger.

After tying up Gilmore’s hands, they sat on the sofa and waited.

Time gradually slipped away.

Roughly forty minutes later, a vehicle drove into the compound of the villa.

Marlon’s doubt deepened after hearing the sound of several cars arriving.

Even if the Palmer family wanted to confirm that Marlon had really caught Gilmore, they didn’t have to send so many people.

After a while, ten men in black suits walked in. They were all tall and strong with wide foreheads and sharp eyes. Their faces looked grim.

The leader was a man in his forties with a stern expression. He looked at Gilmore and Marlon on the sofa.

Immediately, Marlon said, “Mr. McEvoy, here you are.”

Marlon was very polite to the man whom he knew as Thomas McEvoy. The latter’s strength was second only to that of Emerson and the housekeeper, Cooper Merrell. He was a very powerful external force martialist in the Palmers.

He was surprised that the Palmer family would send someone so strong just to confirm that Gilmore had been captured. Furthermore, the other nine men with Thomas were also external force martialists, though seemingly weaker than Thomas. The Palmer family had sent nearly all of their external force martialists here.

Naturally, Marlon did not think that they were only here to bring Gilmore back to the Palmer residence.

It was obvious that all these martialists had come to silence them both.

Thomas did not respond to Marlon’s greeting. Instead, he looked coldly at him and said, “Mr. Palmer sent me to pick up Gilmore. We’re going to take him now.”

Marlon glanced at Gilmore. The latter said nothing, not even giving him any hints.

Thus, he said to Thomas, “Mr. McEvoy, please go ahead.”

Thomas gave two experts beside him a look. The two experts quickly stepped forward and grabbed the tied–up Gilmore

from the sofa.

Gilmore pretended to struggle and shouted, “What do you want? Kidnapping is against the law!”

“Shut him up! He’s too noisy!” said Thomas angrily.

Immediately, a man in a black suit took out a roll of tape and tore off a piece. He stuck it onto Gilmore’s mouth to prevent him from making any sounds.

Two men escorted Gilmore to the side.

Thomas did not leave the villa. Instead, he waved his right hand and said, “Kill Marlon!”

“Yes, boss!” Eight external force martialists moved in unison and surrounded Marlon.

Marlon’s eyes shone with a sharp light. His body was also emitting a powerful aura.

He was still surprised that Gilmore’s prediction was right. It was true that the Palmer family wanted to silence him after hearing that Gilmore had been captured.

How ruthless the Palmer family was!

Marlon looked sharply at Thomas and asked, “Mr. McEvoy, what is this? Aren’t we on the same side?”

Thomas sneered. “We were, but that was before I came here and made sure you had caught Gilmore,

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“Thomas! Mr. Palmer said he’d send me and

A mocking expression appeared on Thomas’s face. “Mr. Palmer thinks you’re better off going to heaven. Only then will Palmer family feel truly at ease. As for Marco, we think he’s better off fed to the sharks in the ocean

Finally, he added, “All right, it’s time for you to meet your maker. Men, kill him!”

Following Thomas’s sudden order, the eight experts surrounding Marlon launched their lightning– speed attack,

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