The War God's Homecoming
Chapter 175 Innate Charm

Chapter 175 Innate Charm

"Next lifetime, perhaps!"

With that said, Frostblade swung her blade with precision.

"No..." The man let out a hysterical scream, his eyes filled with a twisted expression.

The blade flashed from his waist, and his body was cleaved into two parts, falling to the ground one after the other, blood gushing wildly. Frostblade glanced at the ground and turned around to run towards the incoming road.

She had just arrived by the car when she saw the man with a hooked nose being forced back ten steps by Azure Fang's sword aura, leaving deep footprints on the hard ground. Frostblade didn't hesitate at all, raised her sword and charged forward. A fierce and sharp sword technique was swiftly unleashed, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound in the air.

"Hmm?" The hawk-nosed man, who had already been injured by Azure Fang, had his pupils shrink in a cold flash. Without much time to think, he took a deep breath and quickly dodged to the side. However, he was still a bit too slow, and his body bore several bloody gashes from the sharp blade, with jets of blood spewing forth.

"No..."

What filled him with despair was that, just as his figure hadn't fully steadied, a curved blade with the force of a thunderbolt swung forth

The blade from Azure Fang had sliced directly into his shoulder as his arm was cleanly severed at the shoulder and fell to the ground.

"Ah..." The hawk-nosed man let out a scream of agony.

Before the sound had even faded, it abruptly ceased. The scimitar in Frostblade's hand swept across his throat, and a head tumbled to the ground, blood splattering the pillar.

"Are you okay?" Frostblade then looked at the wound on Azure Fang's body and asked, with a hint of concern flashing in his eyes.

"No big deal!" Azure Fang smiled slightly. “It's been a while since we last met, and your swordsmanship has improved again!"

"You're still far away from me!" Frostblade responded lightly, “Let's go, to boss's place!"

"Okay!" Azure Fang nodded.

After they left, ten SHADOW men appeared and took away the bodies lying on the ground.

Chilly Wave Club was one of the top three entertainment venues ranked by Ozin.

It was not yet 6 PM, but the club was already packed with people and buzzing with excitement.

In a large private room on the first floor, ten foreign men were each holding onto a hostess as they partied wildly. Sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man who looked to be under fifty. He had a fierce expression and a particularly menacing scar on his face. His eyes flashed with coldness like that of a wild beast from time to time. From his aura, it could be seen that he was a Half-Step Warlord. The others in the room were all Battle Generals except for one who had been a Tier-two Battle God.

"Haha, my lord, Glavalian women are really something else! Each one is more than enough!” A curly-haired man held onto his hostess while grinning and raising his glass.

"You have no taste. The beautiful women of Glavale aren't found in bars or clubs. Haven't you seen those movie stars? They're all so ethereal.” Another man took a puff at a cigar and said.

"But we can't even touch them! I like these girls, you can let them do anything as long as you give them money.” The curly-haired man held the girl much tighter.

"You hurt me..." The girl furrowed her brow, her body squirming a bit.

But before she could complete her words, she was smacked by the curly-haired man.

"You little tramp, you think you're some kind of celebrity? Not happy with just a little play?”

As he spoke, he grabbed a black bag from the side and then threw a stack of bills at the girl

"You slut, is the money not enough for you? Take this money, and crawl around the coffee table three times for me, right now!"

"You..."

The girl's face flushed with anger. Just as she opened my mouth to say a word, she was slapped again.

"You shameless thing, you have quite the appetite!”

Then he took out another stack of banknotes and threw them on the ground, saying, "Is this enough? Get down on your knees right now!"

"Do you think you're great just because you have money? I'm leaving anyway!" she shouted angrily, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Sir, he's not falling for your tricks!” A man burst into laughter.

"What a bitch!"

With that said, the curly-haired man raised a hand and delivered a swift palm strike. That girl went flying, knocked clean off her feet, crashing down hard onto the ground. As she hit the dirt, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Ah!" The other women in the private room exclaimed at the same time.

"Bitch, if you don't do as I say again, do you believe that I will kill you?" The curly-haired man continued to look at the girl and shouted angrily.

"Alright, focus on business first!" At this moment, the scarred man sitting in the middle waved his hand towards the group of girls and said, "All of you get out!"

The women simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped the one on the ground up and walked out.

"My lord, have the gate leaders arrived at Ozin?" The curly-haired man asked.

"Almost there!" Scarface replied, "Get ready, it will probably take a while longer before the master can reach Ozin."

"When we get things done, you can have any type of woman you want and do whatever you please with them!"

"I can hardly wait!" The curly-haired man licked his lips and said.

"What's our team's mission?" A man lifted his glass and downed its contents in one go.

"Make a big commotion, the bigger, the better. Ideally, draw all the military and police personnel in Ozin over here!" The scarred man took a puff at his cigar.

"It's way too simple. Let's just slaughter everyone in this club!" The curly-haired man picked up a fruit knife, sliced a piece of fruit, and took a bite.

"Sir, let's keep a few of those lovely ladies for ourselves. After finishing the task, we can take them away!" Another man chuckled. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Sounds good!" The curly-haired man responded, "Let's savor their performance when the time comes!"

Afterward, he turned to the scarred man and asked, "When do we make our move, my lord?"

"Wait a little longer!" The scarred man crushed his cigar and spoke in a deep voice.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just then, a knocking sound echoed, followed by a man and a woman entering the room.

The woman appeared to be in her mid-twenties, exuding innate charm with a sizzling figure. Her gaze, in particular, was captivating, enough to ensnare souls. The other man was of a similar age to the woman, handsome and charming. A faint smile played on his face, dressed in the attire of a club attendant, holding a bottle of fine red wine.

"I didn’t expect this club to harbor such exquisite beauties! Why didn't you come in sooner?” The curly-haired man's eyes roved over the beauty in front of him.

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