CHAPTER 1151 YOU AND WHOSE ARMY

Akin instantly came to his senses. All these were just lies that the God of War and the Lindberg family were trying to scare him with.

If this General of the North truly were one of the Lindberg family members, they would have brought him out long ago. Especially back when they had been blackmailed and scammed in Africa by Akin while trying to make investments.

They would not have waited so long to gloat about him. Such a statement had to be a lie.

Akin looked at the Matriarch and scoffed. "So you're trying to scare me with the God of War now? I killed no less than your God of War back in Africa. Why should I be afraid of him? If he dares show his face in front of me, I will behead him and preserve his head in a jar of formaldehyde so I can put him amongst my other trophies."

Peter sneered, "How daring of you. I'll see if you still dare bark with that mouth once Nathan appears!"

When Akin heard that, he instantly started laughing. "Sh*t! The God of War you were speaking of was Nathan Cross? The same Nathan that killed my men? You lot called him the black sheep of your family back then! Why's he suddenly such a glorious figure to you? You can't even lie properly. Try making it make sense, at least."

The relationship between the Lindberg family and Nathan Cross was truly rather complicated. Akin probably wouldn't believe it even if they decided to tell him the whole story.

Peter didn't bother to explain any further. He just said loudly, "All you need to know is that Nathan Cross is the God of War, and he just agreed to shield our family. If you dare to continue and disrespect us, you'll truly come to regret it."

Akin scoffed coldly. "Last chance. Will you kneel or not?"

The Matriarch immediately noticed the murderous glint that flitted past Akin's eyes, and her expression changed quickly. Before anyone else said anything, she

cried out, "We will kneel!"

"Mom!"

"Grandma!"

"Matriarch!"

The Lindberg family all panicked. If the whole family were made to kneel, the Lindbergs could never show their faces anywhere again.

The Matriarch knew this very well.

However, the man standing in front of her was Akin, also known as the cruel, ruthless man who would kill without hesitation.

If the Lindberg family didn't quickly heed his warnings, Akin would begin unleashing his wrath.

The Matriarch did it because she had no other choice. She could only bear the shame and lead everyone to kneel before Akin.

Right then and there, a chilly voice called out from the doorway, "What are a bunch of African hooligans doing here? How dare you cause trouble in my nation? What reason would this nation's people have to bow down to you barbarians?"

The crowd in the house was taken aback.

They all turned to look at the door, where Nathan was standing with Colin and the Elite Eight.

"Mr. Cross is here!"

"Our God of War is here!” © content.

When the Lindberg family saw Nathan in their doorway, they burst into cheers.

The Matriarch and other family members, who were already planning on kneeling, instantly felt braver with Nathan Cross on their side. Subconsciously, they all stood a little straighter.

Akin looked at Nathan, who was standing tall and firm. The former narrowed his eyes and said with an unnatural smile, "So you're the one who killed my men and is infamous for being the God of War? Good timing. I don't have to run around looking for everyone now. In fact, I can solve all my problems right here in this mansion."

Nathan said coldly, "You and whose army?"

Akin roared, "I am the warlord of Africa! I have enough manpower to kill all of you a hundred times over."

Nathan smirked. "You won't be the warlord of anything or anywhere very soon. I just called the United Nations Peacekeeping Forces. Our nation will lead those forces into your country and get rid of all your power there. We'll also be freeing the African natives who you've kept imprisoned this whole time. You African barbarians are done for."

What?

Akin was both suspicious and anxious. Could Nathan really have contacted the United Nations and somehow arranged to get rid of my headquarters?

Rating the Translation Will Gain Two Pearls.