Chapter 2536: Jump

"Sand? Southeast coast, with heavy rain and wind. How could there be sand?"

Julius Reed immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

Although he hadn’t stayed in the southeast for long, Demarco Mount was the Alliance Hierarch, and even more, the Sovereign of the world.

Years ago, Julius Reed had inspected the world.

He had visited the southeast several times and stayed for a few nights.

He was very familiar with the climate here.

The coastal environment is humid, there wouldn’t be large areas of yellow sand.

"Iwan Martinez’s body is full of yellow sand, and he’s seriously injured!" The reporting Great Grandmaster finished speaking, with fear in his eyes, and abruptly slapped his forehead: "Right, his wooden sword is actually broken! There’s a mark on it!"

"Let’s go!"

Julius Reed quickly departed.

A group of people walked through the garden and entered a guest room.

Iwan Martinez was lying there, surrounded by many Martial Artists.

"Is the situation serious?" Nelson asked.

She had to adapt to her new role, and couldn’t rely on Julius Reed for everything.

"It’s very bleak, but Iwan Martinez is truly formidable! His body is filled with yellow sand. If it were us, we’d be dead already. But Iwan Martinez used Spiritual Power to seal his organs, and the sand only entered his body, so he isn’t dead!"

The Martial Artist attending to Iwan Martinez stood up and spoke.

Among Martial Artists, some specialize in medical arts.

After all, they are human, and there will always be injuries and illnesses.

"So, he won’t die for now?" Nelson walked over, reached out to grab a piece of cloth, cushioned her hand, and felt Iwan Martinez’s pulse.

Although Iwan Martinez’s pulse was very weak, and he was pale.

But just as the Martial Artist had said, Iwan Martinez wasn’t dead.

He was still alive.

Iwan Martinez’s upper body was bare, and his chest was fully split open.

The beating heart inside was visible.

Not dying like this was simply miraculous.

But Julius Reed’s focus was not on this; he grabbed the wooden sword in Iwan Martinez’s hand with one hand.

It was also covered with yellow sand.

There was a fingerprint on the blade!

A very strange fingerprint!

Julius Reed squinted and roughly guessed.

General Marcellus Lopez!

But Marcellus Lopez was trapped on the Blood Sweat Ridge, completely unable to leave!

Yellow sand, a finger bone, plus the severe injury to Iwan Martinez, Julius Reed couldn’t think of anyone else for the moment.

"Can he wake up?" Julius Reed pointed at Iwan Martinez and asked the Martial Artist specializing in medicine beside him.

"Difficult, he has sealed himself, so it’s probably impossible for him to wake up, unless someone wakes him, but that’s very difficult."

The Martial Artist specializing in medicine shook his head.

This was self-preservation, naturally he wouldn’t wake up.

It’s in the state closest to death that one survives.

"Then hang him up outside the Lu family gate. And tell people everywhere that this is Silvio Reed’s number one hitman, Iwan Martinez. If Silvio Reed is still alive, let him come and save him."

Julius Reed said and turned to leave.

"But...but we don’t know who is hunting him, if the whole world knows, wouldn’t they ridicule us for lacking benevolence?"

"That’s right, if we want to reach the pinnacle, public opinion is very important. If we save Iwan Martinez with serious injuries, we can demonstrate our magnanimity..."

"The decision maker here is me." Nelson said coldly: "Carry it out!"

The Martial Artists sighed and had to carry Iwan Martinez out again, hanging him outside.

In the backyard garden.

Nelson stood behind Julius Reed and asked, "Are you trying to force Silvio Reed out?"

"Correct, if Silvio Reed still has aspirations for dominance, this matter concerning his reputation is something he cannot play ignorant to." Julius Reed nodded.

"Who is Iwan Martinez’s opponent?" Nelson was somewhat puzzled.

She hadn’t guessed the specific person, but seeing Iwan Martinez’s dire condition, she knew the opponent must be formidable.

To beat Iwan Martinez nearly to death, even his wooden sword was nearly broken, absolutely not an ordinary person.

"That General King from Blood Sweat Ridge is very powerful."

Julius Reed chuckled: "It’s just that currently, I’m not sure. Marcellus Lopez was trapped in Blood Sweat Ridge, as logic dictates, he shouldn’t be able to leave. The southeast is thousands of miles away from Blood Sweat Ridge, very far."

"So, did Iwan Martinez have the intent to cause trouble to the east?" Nelson was intelligent and immediately realized the problem.

"He wants us to save him while also diverting trouble east." Julius Reed snorted softly: "In the world, there is no such easy thing. His fate should be decided by Silvio Reed. Nelson, arrange a helicopter for me, I need to go out for a bit."

"Will it be very dangerous?" Nelson was somewhat worried.

She rarely saw Julius Reed so serious.

Regarding Marcellus Lopez’s matter, she knew very little, but based on the known information, Marcellus Lopez was a very formidable character.

"Don’t worry, I’m just going to confirm if it’s this old friend. If so, Marcellus Lopez suddenly appearing here is really strange." Julius Reed turned around and gently hugged Nelson: "Don’t worry. When I’m not here, you’ll have to bear more hardship."

"It’s a necessary path." Nelson extended her hand and hugged Julius Reed, "I want to be your competent support, not a trophy wife."

"You were never a trophy wife." Julius Reed sighed, remembering when he was drugged by Nelson.

Sigh.

In a blink, so much time has passed.

"Alright, I’ll go take a look first."

Julius Reed gently pushed Nelson aside, leaving the backyard garden.

The Lu family was extremely wealthy!

So wealthy that they had dozens of helicopters!

And all were expensive high-quality helicopters.

Even equipped with stewardesses.

These stewardesses, because they weren’t Lu family members, didn’t have the last name Lu, so they weren’t killed.

Instead, they were kept together.

Now Julius Reed needed the helicopter, so they were once again put to use.

The helicopter slowly took off, flying towards the direction where Iwan Martinez was injured.

Half an hour later, Julius Reed saw an extremely spectacular scene!

The forest was swallowed by endless yellow sand, from afar, it looked like a giant made of yellow, pressing towards the Lu family!

The entire sandstorm area was very large, several kilometers wide, and as for the length, it couldn’t be seen clearly.

The lush green forest covered by yellow sand, the mix of yellow and green made others on the helicopter inhale sharply.

This was not a normal natural scene!

It was a supernatural phenomenon!

Seeing this, Julius Reed finally confirmed, the person coming was indeed Marcellus Lopez.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

"Julius Reed, I want to see if what you said is true." Trent Marsh’s voice came over the phone: "I don’t like being deceived, so to get an answer, please forgive me."

"Trent, you’ve changed."

Julius Reed chuckled: "You’ll know the answer soon, but you have angered me."

He crushed the phone and walked to the front of the helicopter door.

"Sir, you can’t open the cabin door now."

In the spacious large helicopter, the stewardess voiced her objection.

It’s too high.

Thousands of meters!

"What I want to do, no one can stop me." Julius Reed pulled open the cabin door and leapt out!

Inside the cabin, after a brief scream, it became frighteningly quiet.