Power of Money novel Chapter 1243

Cloud Prefecture.

Blood stained the dirt.

As soon as the fight between the Yun and Chen Families began, it immediately sank into a white-hot state.

Corey was well-prepared. With hundreds and thousands of fully armed men, he had already trapped the Yun's Mansion. They held the absolute upper hand.

Even if the Yun Family had a lot of transformed fighters with good combat ability, they would soon be defeated under the suppression of heavy firepower. However, they would not fall into a dead end and would still struggle to hold on.

Surrounded by all the people, Corey looked at the dozens of modifications who had protected the whole ancestral temple, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"The so-called transformed ones are invincible in close combat. They are just pure- blooded descendants. You trash are no match for me at all. Leave by yourself, and I will leave you a way out." Corey said calmly.

Now, it was true that he had not found the meteorite in the Yun Mansion.

He couldn't even be sure whether this stone was still in the mansion or not.

However, it was difficult for him to get off the cliff. He had no way out for the past few days in the Yuns Mansion. Behind him was the cliff of a thousand feet.

If he really took this opportunity to wipe out the entire Yun Family, he had reason to believe that even if the person behind him did not support him, the Ying family and the Yun Family would be happy to see this result.

More than 30 transformed fighters firmly blocked the ancestral hall of the Yuns.

They were all fully armed and held assault suits in their hands.

At this time, unless more than a thousand people behind Corey took the initiative to throw away the wooden cabin and fight with each other, with such a huge difference in numbers, they had no advantage at all. They would be killed in an instant by the other side's firepower and had no chance to survive.

Faced with the silence, Corey shook his head and slowly raised a hand.

"Ka cha cha!"

The dense sound of guns loading the muzzle instantly echoed in the sky above the Cloud Mansion.

More than a dozen helicopters were still hovering above their heads. The snipers aimed the aiming lens at anyone outside the ancestral temple who might pose a threat to Corey.

The entire Yuns Mansion had fallen into a tight dragnet.

"Shoot," Corey said indifferently as he put down his raised arm.

"Mr. Jiang! There's someone trying to break in!"

However, at this moment, Corey's assistant suddenly ran over and shouted loudly.

Corey turned his head, and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"They claimed to be Jason and Wang Meng and said they wanted to meet Yun Mo, the patriarch of the Yun Family!" the assistant said hurriedly.

"Jason, Wang Meng?"

The names of these two people caused Corey's brows to twitch.

"Are you sure it's the two of them?"