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Chapter 617

Chapter 617

What a bootlicker!

Chris couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Tiger's fawning appearance made him feel a bit creeped out.

Tiger, it seems killing is more fitting for you!

Chris quickly said, "Put the tiger hide away, and make a tiger fur coat for my wife someday!"

Other wealthy women wear mink and velvet.

But that's nothing!

Chris wanted to make Esther a tiger fur coat!

Who could compare to that?

"Yes, Master!" Tiger quickly stowed the tiger hide.

His eyes shifted, full of interest as if he had discovered a new weapon!

He never expected that flattering could be so effective!

At this moment, Peter Jefferson approached.

"Kid, we're running out of time! Those warriors are catching up, and we have to leave now." novelbin

Upon hearing this, Chris looked up at the sky.

In a few hours, the sun would set behind the mountains.

By then, this primeval forest would become even more dangerous.

After all, it had been nearly a hundred years since anyone had disturbed this place.

At the very edge of the forest, one might encounter a giant tiger with the strength of a great

grandmaster.

When night fell, and the beasts roamed freely, who knew how many crises might arise?

Thinking of this, Chris waved his hand, and the large troop quickly retreated...

At that moment, several hundred meters away from Chris and his group, in a swamp.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

...

One after another, the mournful cries of wolves sent shivers down one's spine!

"Chief Guardian, all the crocodiles have been eliminated, but we've lost more than three hundred

brothers!" Ashley Solo reported to Zen, his face pale.

Not too long ago, the Middleton Alliance and the Ghost Sect had come to this swamp together.

They had discovered numerous medicinal herbs.

Someone had found a thousand-year-old ginseng in the center of the swamp!

This was a top-grade treasure!

The thousand-year-old ginseng had sparked a fierce competition between the Middleton Alliance and

the Ghost Sect.

But no one had expected that, at the critical moment, hundreds of crocodiles suddenly emerged from

the depths of the swamp.

Each crocodile's strength was no less than that of a grandmaster realm!

The Ghost Sect and the Middleton Alliance had lost hundreds of people in an instant!

Upon hearing Ashley Solo's words, Zen's face turned ashen.

He had brought three thousand fighters from the Middleton Alliance.

Five hundred had been wiped out by Chris on the East Coast.

Now, several hundred more had been lost here.

At present, he had only about two thousand fighters left by his side...

At this rate, by the time they returned to the Middleton Alliance, how many of these fighters would still

be with him?

Fortunately, they had finally managed to snatch the thousand-year-old ginseng!

With this thousand-year-old ginseng, his injuries should be able to heal!

Guardian Michael, who was standing nearby, glanced at Zen's unhappy face and revealed a hint of

schadenfreude.

Although he hadn't managed to grab the thousand-year-old ginseng, he had gotten his hands on an

eight-hundred-year-old Angelica sinensis.

For a martial artist, an eight-hundred-year-old Angelica sinensis was a sacred healing medicine, hardly

inferior to the thousand-year-old ginseng!

Moreover, compared to the Middleton Alliance, the Ghost Sect had only lost a few dozen people.

This level of loss was still bearable for him.

Zen glared at Guardian Michael and said irritably, "Don't gloat. The medicinal herbs in here must have

been taken by that bastard Chris. If we're any slower, I'm afraid he'll have taken the Dragon Emblem

fragment before us!"

Upon hearing Zen's words, Guardian Michael's face turned serious.

"You're right. With that old fellow Peter Jefferson guiding them, Chris and his group are much faster

than us!"

As he said this, Guardian Michael couldn't help but feel resentful.

If only Peter Jefferson had been sensible and cooperated with them.

Then it would be them who were ahead now!

Unfortunately, that old man Peter Jefferson was not wise.

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