Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 932: Making a Clean Break!

Chapter 932: Chapter 932: Making a Clean Break!

Douglas sneered, saying icily, "Kid, are you threatening me?"

Lionel Yeager said solemnly, "You may take it that way."

Douglas sneered, "Kid, no one has ever dared to threaten me. You are the first one. This is really amusing.

Indeed, I despise you deeply. You’re a persistent thorn in my side.

You led people to destroy my base on Misa Island, killing tens of thousands of my people.

Not long ago, you destroyed my Sand Sea Base, killing more than three thousand of my people.

Then, you killed over ten thousand of my seven Battle Teams and destroyed a lot of their equipment.

To be honest, you’re the first person I’ve ever hated this deeply, and now, the person I most want to kill.

You should consider this an honor."

Lionel Yeager’s face remained cold as he asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Douglas laughed lightly, "Kid, how about we play a game?"

"What kind of game?"

Lionel Yeager frowned.

Douglas smiled, "Kid, it’s already after six o’clock now.

If you can get to Tacks Base before 9 o’clock, I might consider sparing your friend’s life. What do you say?"

The voice hadn’t fallen.

Bob Johnston’s roar came through.

"Little Brother Lionel, don’t come over, this guy has laid an inescapable trap. Quickly, get out of here with our brothers... aghhh !!!"

Bob Johnston hadn’t finished speaking when a scream of agony came from him.

"Brother Jordan!"

Lionel Yeager exclaimed, his left hand crushing a glass on the table.

"Douglas!!!"

He let out a roar, his eyes bloodshot.

"Are you angry?"

Douglas burst out laughing, "Good, it makes me happy to see you angry!

Alright, kid, enough of the nonsense!

Hurry up and come over. It’s about time we settled our scores tonight!"

Having said that, Douglas hung up.

Looking at the hung-up phone.

Lionel Yeager’s face darkened to its extreme, storm clouds seemed to be gathering in his eyes.

"Little Brother Lionel, what exactly happened?"

Earl Cobb anxiously asked.

Phoebe Levin and others also turned their gaze to Lionel Yeager.

Lionel Yeager took a deep breath, "Brother Jordan and the others have been captured by Douglas!"

"What?! Brother Jordan was caught?!"

"How is that possible? Brother Jordan always is careful and never makes any mistakes. How could he be captured?!"

"What exactly happened? How did Brother Jordan and the others get discovered?!"

Earl Cobb, Phoebe Levin and others exclaimed in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

Lionel Yeager gritted his teeth, "I don’t know what happened, but, it seems like our operation has been exposed!

Douglas even knows that we have come to the Flower Flag Country and also knows that we are in Snow City!"

"Our operation is exposed?!"

"How could this happen?!"

All the people present were stunned.

They had all changed their appearances and done nothing that could give them away. How had they been exposed?

Lionel Yeager fell into deep thought.

In fact, he had felt something was wrong three nights ago.

He went to Douglas’s office, his villa where he lived, and the other places he usually went to, but couldn’t find him anywhere.

Which meant that Douglas might have discovered them three days ago.

But for these three days, Douglas hadn’t done anything.

It wasn’t until he caught Bob Johnston and the others and had a handle on them that he made the call.

It had to be said, this guy really had the patience to wait for the right moment.

No wonder this guy can command all the teams, he really isn’t someone simple.

Lionel Yeager stood up straight, took a long breath of murky air, and said in a clear voice, "Brothers, the situation of Brother Jordan and the others is very dangerous right now!

Even I can’t guarantee whether they’re all still alive!

Moreover, Douglas has set an ambush at the Tacks Base, waiting for us to go rescue them!

But, even knowing Douglas has set up an ambush, we have no other choice now!

Whether it’s to rescue people or to retrieve the data, we have to make the trip!

This operation might be very dangerous, is everyone ready?"

"Ready at any moment!"

"Damn it, since we’ve been discovered, there’s no need to hide or keep anything secret, let’s just charge straight in!"

"We must rescue Brother Jordan and the others, retrieve the data, and destroy the Tacks Base!"

Earl Cobb and people like Phoebe Levin also stood up.

"Alright!"

Lionel Yeager nodded, and issued his command!

"Notify all our brothers, let’s go!"

"Yes!"

Everyone answered in unison.

o’clock in the evening.

A dozen business cars drove out of the hotel, heading directly for the Tacks Base...

...

At the same time.

Outskirts of Snow City.

Rennell Snow Mountain.

A massive base had been built deep in the mountain.

There stood fortresses and buildings towering among them.

The base was filled with war vehicles, tanks, helicopters and other modern weaponry.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were gathered there.

There were also many soldiers on duty patrolling the base, the perimeter was heavily guarded.

At this moment.

Inside one of the fortresses.

A tall and well-built middle-aged Caucasian man was sitting on a sofa, a cigar in his mouth, and was looking ahead with a mocking expression.

There, on the ground in front of him, were eleven young men and women, all covered in blood.

One of them was Bob Johnston, the other ten were all elite members of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion Intelligence Group.

They have carried out hundreds of intelligence missions and never made a mistake.

But this time, they failed.

Of course, the one who found them was not Douglas, but a woman sitting on a sofa not far away.

This was a Caucasian woman.

She was wearing a black high-slit long dress, her body seductive, her face alluring, with a head of purple curls, holding a purple crystal scepter in her hand.

This woman was extremely enchanting and just one look would lead anyone to be taken in.

At this moment, this Caucasian woman was gently swirling her glass of red wine, as if she didn’t care about anything.

Douglas turned to the Caucasian woman and said respectfully, "Honorable Prophecy Witch, it is thanks to you that we were able to discover these people.

Otherwise, the intelligence of my Tacks Base would have really been figured out by these guys."

As it happens, this Caucasian woman was none other than the "Prophecy Witch" - Medea, one of the Ten Great Demon Kings from the Hell Demon Palace.

The Prophecy Witch lightly brushed her hair, exuding all kinds of amorousness, and said lightly, "It’s just small matters, it’s not worth mentioning."

No matter how beautiful or bewitching this woman looked, Douglas dared not have any disrespect or offence towards her.

He knew very well how terrifying this woman was.

Each one of the Ten Great Demon Kings under the Hell Demon Emperor was no simple character.

Douglas nodded lightly.

Then, he turned his head to look at Bob Johnston, who was barely breathing on the floor, and said with a smirk, "Mr. Johnston, I know who you are, the most excellent intelligence operative of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

If you and your team are willing to work for me, I might spare your lives.

And, I can offer you endless riches, and let you possess a status and position that many would envy.

You can take your time to consider."