Slumdog Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671 Watchmen in the Mountains

These people were no worse than those following Dr. T, or even stronger.

At this time, Gerald was a bit confused. Ever since he entered this mountain, many things had exceeded his expectations.

In this world, there was actually such a group of people. Moreover, they were willing to live on this mountain. This truly made Gerald a bit shocked!

This was different from dealing with Dr. T. He dared to fight with Dr. T with his life, but… these people… Gerald didn’t have this confidence and felt that there wasn’t too much of a need.

Gerald let out a breath and said, “Go ahead!”

The old man revealed a proud expression and said, “Young man, remember to respect the old and cherish the young. Don’t compete with us.

“How old are you?” he asked indifferently.

“I’m almost 28,” Gerald replied.

“Almost 28…” The old man showed a trace of disdain on his face and said, “I thought you were a good talent, but you don’t seem to be very strong. How old did you start learning martial arts?”

“18 years old!” Gerald said honestly.

When the old man heard this, he smoked a cigarette and then choked. He didn’t want to lose face. He swallowed, and his face was red.

After a while, he coughed and said, “You only started at the age of eighteen. You do have some talent.”

After that, he narrowed his eyes and said, “Why did you come here?”

Gerald frowned and said, “Carry out the mission!”

“Bullshit. What mission is there in the deep mountains?” As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up. “If

I’m right, you guys must be planning about Burial Ground!”

Gerald’s pupils suddenly contracted as he said, “You know about Burial Ground?”

“We live here. How could we not know? Your IQ is a bit low.” The old man could not help but mock.

“Robert, get to the point. There is no need to be so sarcastic.” At this time, the middle-aged man who brought Gerald and the others back said, “Gerald, let me tell you!”

The old man snorted, walked to the side, and sat down. It seemed that he did not intend to interfere.

The middle-aged man pulled out a chair from the side and sat down. “I am actually very familiar with you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Keenan Berkeley. Your friends are fine, and we are not hostile. We just want to invite you over and at the same time, test you.”

Gerald frowned. In his mind, he began to search for information about Keenan.

Keenan was also unfathomable and was above the level of Half-Step Flame Decay.

“You must have never heard of my name. Keenan smiled and said, “But you should know who my father is.”

Gerald frowned. His eyes fell on the memorial tablets. They were all from the Berkeley clan. It seemed that this was a big family.