KMA: Kickass Man A Is Back novel Chapter 79

The next day, Atlas went to Christopher's house as promised.

Then, at nine o'clock in the morning, Beckett Jackman arranged a car to pick up Christopher and Atlas.

The car stopped at Victoria Hotel. It was a five-star luxury hotel in Lanceham.

Atlas and Christopher were taken to a presidential suite on the top floor by Beckett Jackman's men.

Atlas entered Christopher's room and found that it was very big. There were already several people sitting inside. Behind each of them stood a bodyguard. Beckett was sitting in the first seat on the left.

"Mr. Hamilton, you're here!" Seeing Christopher, Beckett immediately greeted him politely.

The rest of the people in the room immediately looked at Christopher.

The old man in grey exercise clothes, with white hair and a youthful face, and two round walnuts in his hands, smiled and said, "Isn't this the famous treasure appraiser, Mr. Christopher Hamilton? Mr. Jackman, you're really well-connected!"

Before Beckett could see Atlas behind Christopher, he laughed, "Mr. Hamilton, this is the richest man in Hoyan, Howard Bolton!"

Christopher cupped his hands and saluted hurriedly. "I've heard of the richest man in Hoyan long ago. I once met Mr. Bolton at a conference. Today, we meet again. Mr. Bolton is even more spirited than before!"

"Mr. Hamilton, you flattered me." Howard smiled and greeted back.

"Mr. Hamilton, please take a seat!" Beckett gestured him.

"Thank you, Mr. Jackman!" Christopher said.

Christopher sat down. Only then did Beckett notice Atlas.

"Mr…Mr. Lincoln! Why are you here?" Beckett was stunned for a few seconds and exclaimed.

Christopher was also surprised and asked doubtfully, "You two know each other?"

"Yes, I do. Mr. Lincoln and I are old acquaintances. Haha..." Beckett's smile was a little awkward.

Christopher introduced, "The treasure appraiser I mentioned to you before is Mr. Lincoln."

"What!" Beckett was stunned. He looked at Atlas who seemed very calm, and then walked to Christopher and whispered, "Mr. Hamilton, are you kidding? Isn't Mr. Lincoln a doctor? When did he become a treasure appraiser?"

Christopher was also stunned and asked in confusion, "Doctor? Mr. Lincoln is obviously an excellent treasure appraiser. "

Beckett felt a headache and wondered if Mr. Lincoln could not only cure diseases but also examine antiques.

"Forget it. Since they are all here, we can't drive them away!"

Beckett smiled and greeted Atlas, "Mr. Lincoln, please sit down!"

Atlas was silent. He walked to Christopher and sat down. He came here just to see if this treasure was a magical artifact.

"Mr. Jackman, we've already arrived. When will the boss of Solbrook arrive?" The thin middle-aged man with a pointy chin asked in a strange voice.

This was the richest man of Turquinn, Dylan Hoover.

Beckett said, "How would I know? I was also invited here by him. If he can't take out a treasure this time, or if he takes out some craps, then let's beat him together!"

"Well, if Marvin Rivers really dares to fool us, we'll teach him a lesson!" Dylan squeaked.

Howard smiled and said, "Don't worry, you two. Good things are worth the wait, right? Since Marvin Rivers said he has a treasure, I believe him. Let's wait!"

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and a short middle-aged man came in with a group of people. Behind him was a skinny old man, squinting slightly. People didn't know if it was because his eyes were small or something else, but people couldn't see his eyes.

From the moment the old man entered the room, the temperature seemed to have dropped a little.

"Okay!" Christopher saluted back, stood up, walked to the table, took out the magnifying glass, and looked at the ball carefully.

"It's true that this ball is an ancient object which could date back to 500 years ago. Its surface is fine and smooth. It's truly valuable!" Christopher said.

Marvin asked with a smile, "Anything else?"

Christopher shook his head and said, "Forgive me for my poor eyesight. I can only see this."

Dylan said, "Mr. Rivers, even if this ball is an antique, a ball of 500 years old is only worth like a million. How can it be called a treasure? It seems that you are still fooling us!"

Marvin smiled and didn't say anything. He turned his gaze towards Howard and said: "Mr. Bolton, is the one behind you not coming out to take a look?"

Howard smiled slightly, turned to the middle-aged man behind him, and said, "Master Pine, please have a look."

Dylan was shocked, "May I ask, is this Master Pine of Mountain Murasaki?"

Howard smiled proudly and said, "Mr. Hoover, you have good eyesight. It's Master Pine!"

Dylan said with admiration, "Master Pine is a real supermundane master. I didn't expect that Mr. Bolton could invite him here!"

Master Pine was slightly proud. He nodded to Howard and walked to the table.

Master Pine didn't observe the object so carefully as Christopher. He just roughly took a look at it. Then he staggered, exhaled, and pushed a palm toward the ball.

"Ha!"

A weak fluctuation of Spiritual Power was sent out from Master Pine's palm and passed into the ball.

However, the ball did not move at all, just like an ordinary stone.