World's Strongest Martial Warrior

C108 CHAPTER108



C108 CHAPTER108

0"Peter, I am the deputy head of the Drifting Transport Agency, Leonel Brockington."    3

    

"The person just now is our young lady, Allison Brockington. Due to some matters, young lady has been in a bad mood recently. I hope you don't take offense. "    

    

Just as the convoy set off, the burly man walked to Peter Parker's side and said apologetically to him.    

    

"Big brother Teng, you are too polite."    

    

Peter Parker smiled and said, "It was because I was late that I delayed you guys. The one who should apologize was me."    

    

"Our family's young lady is kind and kind. She is a good person. You will know after you have known her for a long time."    

    

Leonel Brockington sighed and said, "It's just that Drifting Transport Agency has been facing a life-and-death crisis recently. Young lady has been in a bad mood."    

    

Peter Parker nodded and did not ask any more questions.    

    

Even if he did not ask, he could roughly guess.    

    

The Drifting Transport Agency's chief bodyguard didn't appear this time.    

    

If his guess was right, it was probably because the chief bodyguard of the Drifting Transport Agency had an accident that Allison Brockington had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the Drifting Transport Agency.    

    

Three days later.    

    

The escort team finally left the territory of Ghost Blood Province.    

    

Peter Parker and the others also arrived at a vast plain.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

A shout came from the front of the convoy.    

    

Allison Brockington jumped off her horse and ordered the people behind her, "Set up camp here tonight and rest."    

    

Hearing Allison Brockington's words, everyone could not help but feel their spirits rise.    

    

During these three days, they had been hurrying along ever since they left Ghost Blood City. They did not rest much along the way.    

    

Even if they were at least Body Control Stage warriors, they would still be unable to endure it.    

    

The group set up camp and ate dinner.    

    

After Allison Brockington arranged for a few warriors to take turns guarding, she ordered them to be alert and set off early tomorrow morning.    

    

However...    

    

Just as everyone was preparing to rest.    

    

The sound of horses galloping could be heard from afar.    

    

"Someone is trying to rob us. Everyone, quickly get into formation and prepare to face the enemy!"    

    

Leonel Brockington's expression changed. He turned around and stood up, shouting at the bodyguards beside him.    

    

Clang!    

    

As Leonel Brockington shouted, the sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard.    

    

Dozens of bodyguards quickly stood in their positions and formed a formation. They stared at the incoming group of people with killing intent.    

    

The horses were very fast. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of them.    

    

Peter Parker's eyes also fell upon the group of people in front of him.    

    

There were about forty to fifty people in this group. All of them were wearing black armor.    

    

In the dark night sky, it was like a black whirlwind sweeping over.    

    

The auras emitted from these people weren't weak; they were all Body Control Stage warriors and above.    

    

In particular, at the front of this group, there was a fierce-looking middle-aged man with a knife scar all over his face. He was the first to take the lead, and his entire body was emitting a powerful aura.    

    

With Peter Parker's eyesight, he could tell that this man was an Innate Stage warrior with just a glance.    

    

He looked at the dozens of men in black armor in front of him.    

    

Allison Brockington suddenly thought of something, and her pretty face suddenly changed, "Dark Horses Gang, you are from Dark Horses Gang?"    

    

"Hehe... Little girl, at least you have some knowledge and know the famous name of Dark Horses Gang."    

    

"Cut the crap. If you are sensible, leave your escort and scram immediately."    

    

"Otherwise, don't blame me, Joseph Brown, for starting a massacre!"    

    

Right at this moment, the leader of the group, the scar-faced man, laughed wildly, and his voice rang out in everyone's ears.    

    


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