"By no strange coincidence, that should be it!" Billy nodded in response.
Among the martial arts he taught to the two sisters, except for Stuart swordsmanship, all others were created by himself and couldn't be recognized by outsiders. The only possibility was the Stuart swordsmanship!
"Boss, could it be someone from the Stuart family?" Judge frowned slightly.
Billy nodded. "Very likely!"
As he spoke, a flash of sternness crossed his gaze.
The incident occurred in a rural amusement area located in the eastern suburbs of the city. After about twenty minutes, Stout parked his car at the entrance of a small courtyard.
After three people got off the car and looked around, they saw a crowd gathered in a small courtyard, with many people showing angry expressions on their faces. Two girls helped Felicia sit on a chair, and judging from her condition, she was indeed seriously injured. In front of the three of them stood a middle-aged man and a young woman in a green dress, holding a sharp sword in her hand.
"Sure enough!"
After seeing the middle-aged man, Billy squinted his eyes slightly.
"Are they really from the Stuart family?" Judge asked.
"The fourth leaders of the Stuart family, Colin Stuart." Billy's voice was devoid of any emotion.
Back then, this person in front of him was his uncle's most solid supporter, but behind the scenes, he had persecuted many people in his father's camp.
"Boss, who is that woman?" Stout asked. "Is she also a member of the Stuart clan?"
"Not quite sure." Billy shook his head. He had been away from the Stuart family for so many years that he couldn't recognize quite many people, especially the younger generation, who had undergone too much change.
"My patience has limits. If you don't tell me who taught you martial arts, don't blame me for being impolite!" At this moment, Colin Stuart looked at Felicia and spoke in a deep voice.
"Want me to tell you, no way!" Felicia took a deep breath and said, "Kill me!"
Since practicing martial arts, Felicia had become much braver than before.
"Bitch!" The woman in the green dress snorted coldly, "I'll give you one minute. If you don't speak up, you can forget about keeping that face of yours!"
While speaking, she brandished her sword in front of Felicia.
"You are going too far. You have injured so many people, don't push it! Do you still have any respect for the law?"
"If you keep doing this, we will call the police!"
"..."
The onlookers were filled with indignation and one of them exclaimed angrily.
"Shut up, you scumbags!" Exclaimed the young woman angrily, "Who dares to say any more nonsense? I'll make his face bloom."
As she spoke, a strong aura emanated from her, indicating that she was a Battle God. The onlookers immediately felt a suffocating sensation and everyone closed their mouths, stepping back several meters in unison.
"What... what do you want to do?" A friend of Felicia looked panicked and asked with a trembling voice.
"Bitch, you also shut up for me. If you say one more word, I'll tear your mouth apart!" The green clad woman spoke coldly again.
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