The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Good Job, Killed Them All!_1

”Crack!”

Seth Hoffman’s ribs shattered instantly, his entire chest caved in, the force of the blow piercing straight through his body. His clothes on his back disintegrated in that instant, becoming countless torn strips that fluttered in the air like butterflies.

Carson Flores released his grip, dodged swiftly to the side, just in time to avoid the jet of blood that Seth Hoffman spat out.

Seth Hoffman hung his head low, staring at his crushed and mangled chest, his eyes filled with despair, disbelief, and unwillingness.

He glanced at Carson Flores opposite him, then turned to look at Emilio Compton. Just as he was about to say something, his body lost strength and collapsed to the ground, his head tilted to the side, silent forevermore.

Seth Hoffman was dead.

The onlookers all inhaled sharply, looking at Carson Flores with undisguised horror in their eyes.

What kind of strength did Carson Flores possess?

The tenth-ranked Seth Hoffman of Jiuzhou was killed by Carson Flores with a single punch?

Without any ability to fight back!

No wonder he was so arrogant when he first arrived, telling off Emilio Compton. It wasn’t madness after all, but confidence!

Emilio Compton’s expression changed drastically, suddenly sensing crisis.

Carson Flores’s strength was too formidable!

He might not be able to suppress it.

How long had this guy held the Water-Fire Mirror? Could strength really progress this quickly?

Looking at how Carson Flores just revealed the Water-Fire Mirror, with spiritual energy gushing out chaotically, it was clear he didn’t even know how to use the Water-Fire Mirror!

Emilio Compton turned to look at Marco Hoffman and the others, whose eyes were filled with shock, and said coldly, ”All of you, together, kill him!”

Marco Hoffman and the others hadn’t yet recovered from the shock. Their pride, the steady Seth Hoffman, had been punched to death by Carson Flores?

Hank Hoffman’s scalp tingled, the words Carson Flores had just uttered giving him a feeling of being trapped in a nightmare.

Was this all a dream?

How could Carson Flores possess such strength in reality?

How could he be so powerful after having just broken through to the Innate level? How long had it taken him?

Seth Hoffman was at the Innate Peak, yet the difference between him and Carson Flores was so vast. Just how high was his limit?

Emilio Compton’s shout brought all the shocked Hoffman Family members back to their senses, their eyes reddening in an instant.

He killed the Hoffman Family’s patriarch!

Kill him!

Seven Innate Grandmasters charged out, all attacking Carson Flores with overwhelming momentum.

Faced with the Hoffman Family’s Innate Grandmasters swarming him, Carson Flores sneered, ”Good, I’ll wipe you all out cleanly to spare you the grief of resentment!”

Carson Flores leapt into the air, like lightning, charging towards the Hoffman Family members.

”Boom!”

An Innate Grandmaster from the Hoffman Family was sent flying by Carson Flores’s punch, breaking countless trees along the way before falling to the ground, not a single bone whole in his body.

Carson Flores was like a tiger among sheep; he didn’t give them the chance to gang up on him. Moving swiftly, with each punch he threw, one was sent flying, either dying on the spot or lying on the ground, gravely injured and waiting for death.

In just over a dozen seconds, the only person from the Hoffman Family Innate Grandmasters left standing was Hank Hoffman.

Hank Hoffman’s face was as pale as death, his eyes wide with horror, his face a mask of shock.

The seven Innate Grandmasters acted together, and now only he was left?

Just one glance at the six fallen Innate Grandmasters was enough for Hank Hoffman to know they were finished. The dead aside, even those who hadn’t died would likely be crippled for life.

All was lost!

The Hoffman Family was finished!

Carson Flores stood opposite Hank Hoffman, speaking indifferently, ”I spared your life in the hope you’d read the room. Get West City to release the Frost Family members quickly, or when I return to West City, your Hoffman Family will be completely annihilated and struck from the records of the cultivation world!”

Hank Hoffman shivered, looking at Carson Flores with eyes full of fear.

He was afraid!

Truly afraid!

Regret flooded his heart. If only he had known this would happen, he should have gathered the Hoffman Family’s experts to crush the unripe Carson Flores.

Thinking about it, Carson Flores didn’t seem to have given them the chance. After the previous conflict, he had disappeared for a while, and when he returned, it was the battle in the valley. After the battle, he and Shirley Miller disappeared again. Even if the Hoffman Family wanted to deal with Carson Flores, they had no opportunity.

Looking back, he should have slapped Desmond Hoffman to death during the first conflict with Carson Flores, settling the grudge and at least earning a reputation for fairness and honesty. After all, no one would have thought the Hoffman Family feared Carson Flores.

Too late, everything was over!

Hank Hoffman turned his head and looked pitifully at Emilio Compton, his face full of pleading.

Emilio Compton was the Hoffman Family’s last hope now.

If Emilio Compton couldn’t suppress Carson Flores, then the Hoffman Family was utterly doomed this time.

Emilio Compton’s eyes were filled with shock, his face written with disbelief.

What kind of strength did Carson Flores have to be so formidable?

The look of Hank Hoffman seeking help felt like being placed on the fire for a public execution, with hundreds of eyes watching, making Emilio Compton extremely uncomfortable.

Emilio Compton scanned the crowd, then shouted loudly, ”Whoever kills Carson Flores for me, I will take him to the heavenly realm, recommend him to my master, and let him become my junior brother!”