The God of War
Chapter 290

Chapter 290

The God of War Chapter 290

In the outskirts of Middle River City.

Leo was driving a red Porsche slowly along the suburban road. He looked respectful, his hands holdingthe steering wheel meticulously. Jorge had the passenger seat. After looking at the message that hadjust been sent on his phone, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

It had been more than two hours since he left the Joseph’s villa. Dale and Lilyana went homerespectively, but Jorge did not immediately return to Ocean City. After reading the text message, hesaid to Leo softly, “Go to the Central Hospital of Middle River City. Let’s go!”

Without any hesitation, Leo stepped on the gas pedal and sped toward the Central Hospital.

…

In an ordinary ward in the inpatient unit in the Central Hospital.

Bob just got out of the surgery. His whole body was wrapped in bandages. The blood bag that had justbeen used was hanging on the injection stand next to the hospital bed. It was obvious that he had losttoo much blood and had gone through the necessary blood transfusion procedure.

“It is commendable to be willing to risk your life for being loyal, but it is a pity that what you did is onlyfoolishly loyal!”

The wooden door of the ward was gently pushed open from the outside. Jorge slowly walked into theward and motioned for Leo to take away the female nurse. Then he sat next to the bed and smiled atBob. “You’ve become a martial arts grandmaster with your own efforts at such a young age. Yourmartial arts talent is very good.

“However, it’s a pity for you to work for Sheldon!”

Bob stared at Jorge, struggling to sit up on the wall. He sneered in a low voice. “Jorge, I know I’m nomatch for you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Don’t try to stir things up. Sheldon only slashed me afew times. Even if he kills me, I’m willing!”

So loyal?

Jorge shook his head and smiled. He took out his phone from his pocket and found the message hehad received earlier. He read it indifferently, “Bob Eaton, twenty-six years old. Since childhood, yourparents have died. You and your sister, Janet Eaton, were adopted by a charity welfare home in MiddleRiver City… novelxo.com fast update

“You graduated from junior high school at the age of fifteen and worked at a construction site. Youworked hard and gained inner strength at the age of seventeen through self-learning. Then you weretaken by the Joseph family…

“Your sister, Janet, graduated from college and joined the Joseph Group. In the same year, she fellfrom the top floor of the Group building and died. The cause of her death is unknown…”

Bob’s eyes turned red. “This is not a secret. Why are you telling me this? My sister has been dead forfive years. Are you going to dig her grave?”

“No!”

Jorge swiped his fingers across the screen of the phone and then threw the phone to Bob.

Bob’s gaze suddenly turned stiff!

A video had been turned on. In the video, a pretty and young girl who was desperately crying out washeld down by several stout men, and several gentries gang-raped and tortured her to death.

When these brutes left with satisfaction, the burly men quickly cleaned up the scene and put on clotheson the girl’s body before throwing her out of the window…

“No, this is not true!”

On the hospital bed, Bob’s eyes were bloodshot. He continuously rewound the video and replayed itslowly… Staring at the girl on the screen, he spat out a mouthful of blood. “No, you’re lying. This videois fake. It is made up of electronic tech. It is not real!”

Jorge put away his phone and looked at Bob, who was so sad and angry. Jorge shook his head andsighed.

Five years ago, Janet was tortured to death by Sheldon and his friends in the general manager’s officeof the Joseph Group.

At that time, Bob was arranged to travel on business. When he came back, he only saw an urn.

As for this video, it was Rosefinch who used the supreme authority of the “the Lord of War God” todirectly get access to the Joseph Group’s backup database and restore the surveillance footage fromback then!

“Believe it or not. I don’t need to explain.”

He left the hospital bed and turned his back to Bob. “If I were you, I would never help evil, and I wouldnot act rashly. I would avenge my sister to comfort her soul.

“Don’t ask me why I would help you. What I helped is not you, but justice!”

With that, he strode out from the door of the ward.

In the ward, Bob clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh. It was not until Jorge’sfootsteps completely disappeared from the corridor outside that he suddenly lay on the bed, crying sohard that his whole body trembled! After crying for a period, an incomparably hoarse voice choked outfrom his throat.

“Mr. Green … thank you!