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Chapter 1022 Night Assassinates Ron Jefferson
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Chapter 1022 Night Assassinates Ron Jefferson

Chapter 1022 Night Assassinates Ron Jefferson

Ron Jefferson screamed in anger, "Ahhhh! I'm so pissed off! So pissed off!"

"Useless! They're all useless!"

"Chris! Chris ahhhhhh!"

Ron Jefferson was going crazy. He had sent out nearly a thousand of his men to the East Coast, but

not a single one had returned. This was a huge slap in his face!

"I don't care what methods you use, you must get me into the East Coast!"

"I won't rest until Chris is dead!"

"Listen up, all King's Leagues members. Whoever can kill Chris will become the next leader of King's

Leagues!"

Ron Jefferson looked completely insane! In order to kill Chris, he had even put up the position of King's

Leagues leader as a reward.

The ten hall masters had long coveted the position of King's Leagues leader. Hearing Ron Jefferson's

words, they also went crazy.

They kept sending countless cultivators to the East Coast. But the result was always the same - every

single person they sent disappeared without a trace!

In an instant, all the King's Leagues members sobered up, as if they had been doused with a bucket of

cold water. They realized their people simply could not get into the East Coast. No matter how many

they sent, it was a one way trip!

Panic swept through the entire King's Leagues. As soon as they heard they were being sent to the East

Coast, they would immediately fall ill. Some even chose to quit King's Leagues rather than go to the

East Coast!

Seeing this, Ron Jefferson trembled with anger.

"Chris!"

Ron Jefferson roared furiously, wishing he could hack Chris into thousands of pieces!

But no matter how furious he was, it was useless. The King's Leagues members were now terrified of

Chris. Not a single person dared to go to the East Coast anymore.

Even Ron Jefferson himself didn't dare set foot in the East Coast again! Because Chris was simply too

powerful. Last time at the East Coast, Chris had sliced off one of his arms. If he went back again, he

might even lose his life!

At the same time, in the East Coast, at the Chester Group headquarters.

Chris sat leisurely on the sofa, a relaxed expression on his face. Standing in front of him, Night had a

look of shock.

He had already learned about how Ron Jefferson led eight thousand King's Leagues elites to attack the

East Coast. Eight thousand elites! Yet nearly five thousand had died on the East Coast beach. Even

Ron Jefferson, the leader of the overseas Jefferson family, had his arm chopped off by Chris and fled in

defeat!

Chris was just too strong. So strong that Night didn't even have the thought of resisting him!

If before Night had submitted to Chris only because of Chris' power, now he was completely convinced.

Someone like Night would only submit to someone even more powerful than himself. Without a doubt,

that person was Chris!

Chris glanced up at Night and said lightly, "I have a task for you. Go overseas and assassinate Ron

Jefferson!"

Ron Jefferson had come to provoke them three times, sending thousands of King's Leagues disciples

in an attempt to assassinate Chris in the East Coast. If Chris didn't react at all, Ron Jefferson would

really think he was a pushover, and could be bullied at will.

"I..." Night hesitated. He didn't expect Chris to send him to assassinate Ron Jefferson. For a moment,

he didn't know what to say. After all, Ron Jefferson had been his former master. Asking him to

assassinate Ron Jefferson... it was a bit difficult for him.

Sensing the coldness in Chris' eyes, Night quickly said, "Master, it's not that I don't want to kill Ron

Jefferson, but he is very secretive! Even when I was his trusted aide, I didn't know the full extent of his

abilities."

What Night said was true. Ron Jefferson was extremely paranoid! He never fully trusted anyone,

including Night. No one knew his true depths. So even for Night, there was no 100% certainty that he

could assassinate Ron Jefferson!

"Hmph!" Chris snorted disdainfully, "Ron Jefferson already lost an arm to me. I doubt he can make too

many waves now! Don't worry and just go. If you can't assassinate him, I won't blame you!"

Hearing this, Night knew he had no excuse to refuse. He could only nod, then slowly disappeared from

Chris' presence.

Watching Night's departing back, a playful smile flashed across Chris' eyes.

"Ron Jefferson, let's see how you feel when your most trusted subordinate comes to kill you."

...novelbin

For all the King's Leagues members, the East Coast had become an enormous whirlpool. If they dared

to go, they would be swallowed up.

The once greatest gang in Amerosia, King's Leagues, was now weak and helpless as a lamb before

Chris, without the slightest ability to resist!

Forget resisting, they couldn't even get to Chris anymore. The entire King's Leagues had never been

so humiliated before!

To deal with Chris, Ron Jefferson had to call another meeting.

"Elder, what should we do now?"

"All the people we sent out have lost contact. They must all be dead!"

"The East Coast is just too terrifying. No matter how many we send, it's a death trap!"

The King's Leagues hall masters were all extremely worried. They looked towards Ron Jefferson.

At this time, Ron Jefferson's face was ashen. He really wished he could fly back to the East Coast and

kill Chris! But he knew there was no way he could return, let alone kill Chris!

Thinking of how Chris, just in his thirties, had utterly humiliated the entire overseas Jefferson family and

King's Leagues, Ron Jefferson found it unbelievable. This Chris was simply a monster!

"News of the East Coast battle has already spread like wildfire."

"That's right. Many people out there are now mocking us King's Leagues, saying we can't even deal

with a son-in-law."

"If this continues, King's Leagues will soon lose our foothold on Star Island!"

The King's Leagues members were filled with anxiety. The news of the East Coast battle had already

spread. Eight thousand King's Leagues elites had bled the sands of the East Coast red. It was a

terrible defeat for King's Leagues.

Hearing this news, the forces that King's Leagues had previously suppressed were now coveting an

opportunity. Although no one had directly attacked King's Leagues yet, undercurrents were swirling

within Star Island. If King's Leagues showed any crack, these forces would swarm in to deal a fatal

blow!

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