Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere-Chapter 2059: The Last Trump Card

"Who isn’t afraid of death? But for them, money, this thing, may be more important than life!"

Taran had contact with people in this line of work before, so he understands their mindset very well.

"Money is even more important than life?"

When Yolanda heard this sentence, her expression seemed even more puzzled. freewebnσvel.cøm

"You, as a young lady from a wealthy family, naturally wouldn’t understand this reasoning. After all, you have no idea how ordinary people live. If they were given a choice, they wouldn’t want to live like this!" he said in a low voice.

She instinctively turned her head to look at him but remained silent.

As Connor watched the guards rushing towards him, he couldn’t help but feel some pity for these people. He knew that these guards were not killers; they were just ordinary people.

After hesitating for a moment, he lightly waved his right hand, and a terrifying aura burst forth, instantly sending the person in front of him flying.

For a moment, cries of pain filled the air. These people were simply too weak in front of him. If they really wanted to stop him, it will be impossible.

However, this time, the guards didn’t give up on trying to stop Connor just because they saw their companions injured.

They continued to rush towards him, some of them choosing to stand at a distance and open fire, hoping to suppress him with firepower.

Their goal now was not to kill Connor but to delay him for five minutes. Just five minutes, and they could earn millions of dollars. This amount of money was extremely tempting to them.

However, these people may have underestimated his strength.

In less than half a minute, all the guards had fallen to the ground, completely losing their combat ability. Their faces contorted in pain, but even so, some of them gritted their teeth and tried to stand up to stop him.

Connor looked at these guards with indifference and said, "I didn’t use my full strength just now, so you can still hear me talking. But if you continue to block me, don’t blame me for being impolite. You have no grievances with me; I don’t want to kill you!"

Upon hearing his words, the group of people hesitated.

He didn’t pay any more attention to them and continued walking towards the villa.

This time, the guards finally gave up on resisting. They knew that he had not been ruthless just now, and he had been quite merciful to them.

A few seconds later, he entered the villa.

Yolanda and Taran followed closely behind him, while the guards inside the villa froze in place, their expressions filled with tension.

"If you don’t want to die, get out of my way!" he said expressionlessly to the guards.

Upon hearing his words, the guards were relieved and quickly turned to run out of the villa.

Once the guards had left, Connor briefly surveyed the interior of the villa. The villa was luxuriously decorated, with multiple floors and numerous rooms. It would take some time to determine which room Yamino was in.

"Mr. Connor, what do we do next?" Taran asked in a low voice.

Connor gave him a glance and then directly enveloped the entire villa with his divine sense.

For an ordinary person, finding Yamino would not be easy, but for Connor, it was not a difficult task at all.

In just a few seconds, he had located Yamino’s position and said softly, "He’s on the rooftop. Follow me!"

On the villa’s rooftop, Yamino and Juan stood anxiously. Their faces were filled with worry as they repeatedly called for the helicopter to arrive.

"Dad, it seems like Connor has already entered the villa!" Juan stammered.

"What did you say?" Yamino’s eyes widened upon hearing this.

"The guards were no match for Connor. They couldn’t stop him, and now he’s inside the villa..."

Juan repeated helplessly.

"These useless people! They couldn’t even hold on for five minutes. I’ve spent so much money training them, and at a critical moment, they can’t even handle such a simple task!"

Yamino gritted his teeth in frustration.

"Dad, what’s the point of saying this now? When will the helicopter arrive?" Juan asked nervously.

"Who should I ask if not you? If you hadn’t lured him here, how could there be so many problems?"

Yamino snapped at him.

"Dad, I know I was wrong. Can you please figure out a solution? You know Connor’s strength. If he really charges up here, both of us will die!"

Juan said anxiously.

Yamino took a deep breath, then squinted his eyes as he looked into the distance. His only hope now was for the helicopter to arrive soon.

"Don’t need to be too nervous. The villa is so large; he shouldn’t find us so quickly!" A middle-aged man standing next to Yamino suddenly spoke.

"Master Warlock, if Connor charges up here, you must protect both of us!" Juan quickly said to the middle-aged man.

"Don’t worry..."

Master Warlock replied calmly.

This middle-aged man was named Warlock Zen, and he was Yamino’s last resort. He possessed the terrifying strength of a Earth-Rank Ancient Martial Master.

In Yarlford, almost anyone who had heard of Yamino also knew about the existence of Warlock. Several years ago, Warlock had helped him resolve many problems.

However, in recent years, it had become rare to see Warlock, and no one had witnessed him take action. Warlock’s Earth-Rank Ancient Martial Master level of strength, combined with the fact that Yamino had trained many martial artists over the years, meant that ordinary matters didn’t require Warlock to personally intervene. Typical issues could be handled by other martial artists.

But the current situation was different. Yamino was well aware of Connor’s terrifying strength.

Furthermore, Yamino didn’t have complete trust in the other martial artists. However, he had full faith in Warlock, as Warlock was the one person who wouldn’t betray him.