Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Chapter 698  Not Even Considered a Martial Artist

After Charles left, Connor kept thinking about what Charles had said to him.

Actually, Connor felt that what Charles said was very reasonable.

Connor was now the Chairman of the Empire World Corporation, but sometimes he felt that he was too dependent on Thomas Morgan.

Thomas's status in the Empire World Corporation was definitely more important than Connor's.

Without Connor, the Empire World Corporation could still operate normally.

However, if the Empire World Corporation did not have Thomas, it would not be able to continue operating.

Kyle Hayes was the same.

The things that these two people controlled were all things that Connor could not control now.

Although Connor believed that these two people would not betray him, this was not a good thing for Connor.

If Thomas and Kyle changed their minds one day, they would definitely be able to replace Connor if they joined forces.

This situation was very dangerous for Connor.

Even if the probability of this happening was not high, it was definitely a potential danger.

What Charles said to Connor was not to sow discord between Connor and Thomas. He wanted Connor to realize the seriousness of this problem.

Now that Connor wanted to take back his power from Thomas, Thomas would definitely be very willing to cooperate with Connor.

However, if one day Thomas changed his mind and didn't want to give his power to Connor, then Connor would be in danger.

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Thomas was a minister with military power.

Thomas might not have the intention to rebel now, but who could guarantee that Thomas would always be so loyal?

Charles's words were a reminder to Connor!

"Looks like it's time to get in touch with the company. If we delay this any further, the situation might not be within my control!"

Connor could not help but sigh softly. Then, he closed his eyes and began to rest.

...

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning.

Connor left the town with Thomas, Kyle, Charles, and the others.

Quinn Langford could not be delayed because of her mother's illness.

Thomas had someone send Quinn and her mother to the Hudson Hospital of Porthampton overnight.

"Mr. McDonald, do you want to go back to the villa or go to school?"

After returning to Porthampton, Thomas asked Connor softly.

"Don't go to the villa or the school. Go straight to that old man's house!"

Connor thought for a moment and said lightly.

"The old man's house?"

When Thomas heard Connor's words, he could not help but be stunned for a moment. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.

"Go to Jorge Yarrell's house…"

Connor replied helplessly.

"Alright, I got it!"

Thomas quickly nodded.

After entering the courtyard, Connor immediately ran toward Jorge's room.

At this moment, Connor was still very excited. He wanted to share with Jorge what happened at the martial arts tournament last night.

Half an hour later, Thomas sent Connor to Jorge's old residence.

However, Kyle and Thomas didn't get off the car with Connor. Instead, they watched Connor walk into the courtyard alone.

After entering the courtyard, Connor immediately ran toward Jorge's room.

At this moment, Connor was still very excited. He wanted to share with Jorge what happened at the martial arts tournament last night.

As usual, Jorge was sitting on the armchair and basking in the sun. Jabba was obediently squatting beside Jorge.

When Jabba saw Connor, he bared his teeth at Connor, as if he was going to attack Connor at any moment.

"I'm not here to fight you today!"

Connor quickly waved his hand at Jabba, then quickly walked to Jorge's side and said with a smile, "Old man, are you sunbathing?"

"What made you so happy?"

Jorge didn't even open his eyes as he asked Connor casually.

"Old man, that Seven-Star Big Dipper Fist you taught me is really powerful. I participated in a martial arts tournament last night and defeated a person called Benjamin Wheeler with just three punches!"

Connor said happily.

"Benjamin Wheeler?"

When Jorge heard this name, he turned and looked at Connor indifferently.

"You know this person?"

Connor asked in confusion after seeing the expression on Jorge's face.

"I've met his master once…"

Jorge replied indifferently and continued, "Do you have to be so happy about defeating Benjamin Wheeler?"

"Do you know Benjamin Wheeler or not? He is very powerful. Even Cameron Larson and Keith Sanders are not his match. Also, Benjamin is one of the top ten experts in San Francisco. Of course, I'm happy to be able to defeat him!"

Connor said speechlessly.

"Keith Sanders, Cameron Larson, Benjamin Wheeler…"

When Jorge heard these names, he smiled disdainfully and said lightly, "The people you are talking about are not even considered martial artists. Even if you defeat them, there is nothing to show off about…"

"The three of them aren't even considered martial artists?"

When Connor heard this, he was in disbelief.

"The three of them are at most at the beginner level and can't be considered real martial artists. There are less than a hundred martial artists in the four provinces. I know all of them!"

Jorge continued.

"Is Carlos Lane a martial artist?"

Connor asked Jorge softly.

"Who is Carlos Lane?"

Jorge turned to look at Connor.

"Carlos is one of my bodyguards…"

Connor explained helplessly.

"I've never heard of this person you're talking about. If he's a martial artist from Davenport, I'll definitely know him!"

Jorge said softly.

"I see!"

Connor nodded lightly.

Connor was originally in a good mood when he came, but after hearing Jorge's words, his mood instantly turned bad.

Connor felt that Benjamin and the others were already very powerful, but what Connor didn't expect was that Benjamin wasn't even considered a martial artist.

"Old man, what kind of person can be considered a martial artist?"

Connor asked Jorge softly after a moment of hesitation.

"When you become my disciple, I'll tell you what kind of person can be considered a martial artist!"

Jorge said calmly.

When Connor heard this, he felt unusually helpless.

If he wanted to become Jorge's disciple, he had to defeat Jabba first. But with Connor's current level, it was impossible to defeat Jabba!

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