I Am the WarGod Returned

CHAPTER 4

"Hello, the phone you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."

Switching to Andrew Wilson's phone, she dialed again, but as usual, it was unable to connect.

In an instant, Camila's legs went weak and she sat down in the middle of the road, holding her head and crying bitterly.

The longing for love, the abandonment of her family, and now her only hope had been taken away by an unknown person, and her last line of defense had completely collapsed.

Watching the green jeep disappear quickly into the crowd, she felt powerless.

Feeling helpless, Camila didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. She decided to call her family.

Although everyone in the family opposed Ryan entering the Smith family's door, he was still her own child, and half of his blood was from the Smith family.

Perhaps her father would help her find the person who took Ryan because of this relationship.

"Hello, father," Camila said hesitantly.

"Ryan was taken away by someone driving a green jeep. Can you help me?"

Without hesitation, the voice on the other end of the phone said, "It's good that this wild seed is gone. This way, you won't have any worries. l'll say more good things about you in front of your grandfather and beg for your return."

"Dad, how can you say such a thing? Even if you don't acknowledge Ryan, he is still your daughter's own flesh and blood. Can't you care a little bit?" Camila retorted.

"Care? Haven't I cared in these years? You brought an fatherless wild seed with you, making us lose face. If it weren't for your mother's persuasion, do you think you and your mother would still have a place in the family?" the voice on the phone sneered.

"Oh, by the way, the second young master of the Anderson family just called me and said to hold your wedding as soon as possible. I promised him that it will be held on Monday, the eighth day of the month. Reflect on yourself in the next two days," the voice continued.

"Dad!" Camila shouted hysterically.

"If Ryan can't be found, I won't live anymore."

"Then go ahead and die, you ungrateful thing," the voice on the phone cursed.

"The honorable second young master of the Anderson family doesn't mind your past, but you're still not satisfied. If you have the guts, die outside and don't come back." After that, there was only the sound of the phone hanging up.

Camila's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes were already swollen from crying, and tears flowed down like a waterfall.

Dragging her exhausted body, she walked step by step towards "home".

"Ryan my son, where did you go?"

*

Outside the Apex Entertainment Club.

A green Jeep pulled up and parked.

The two security guards standing at the entrance were hesitant to approach.

The patrons who come here to spend are all important figures in Los Angeles City, driving cars worth millions of dollars.

When they saw the sudden arrival of the Jeep, they thought it was the delivery driver bringing in drinks for the club.

After the car came to a stop, the door opened slowly, revealing a pair of slender legs.

A woman wearing a blue dress and with long, straight black hair draped over her shoulders stood straight beside the car door.

The two security guards widened their eyes. There are so many young masters coming in and out of the club at night, each with their own sexy and charming temporary girlfriends.

Suddenly, a pure and innocent woman appeared, giving rise to a refreshing feeling in their hearts.

Andrew Wilson and Robert White got out of the car one after the other and walked to the side of Evelyn.

They formed a sharp contrast, with one wearing an outdated T-shirt and the other wearing a simple sports suit.

The two security guards shook their heads and couldn't help but sigh, "A good cabbage is being eaten by pigs."

"Sir! Hello, are you here for dinner or entertainment?" The security guard asked as he approached.

"Looking for someone." Andrew Wilson looked up and glanced at the floor of the club.

The club is located in a bustling area in the city center, but the building is not very tall, only six floors high, surrounded by dozens of high-rise buildings, like an ant.

"Why did Supervisor Nathan choose such a rundown place?" Andrew Wilson couldn't help but sigh,

"Evelyn dressed so charmingly, coming to this place for dinner is really beneath you." Evelyn remained unmoved by Andrew Wilson's teasing.

She was about to meet Supervisor Nathan, whom she despised in her heart.

She had no mood to listen to these flattering words.

On the other hand, Robert White, with a knowing smile on his face, was momentarily stunned.

Apart from their superior-subordinate relationship, he and Andrew Wilson could be considered comrades-in-arms who had fought side by side in the same trench, fighting and killing enemies together.

But he had never seen Andrew Wilson make such teasing remarks before.

"Don't underestimate this insignificant club," the leading security guard shrugged and said,

"The boss didn't hesitate to use his connections to establish a presence here."

"The boss is a man with ideas."

"Hmm?" Andrew Wilson looked puzzled.

"Building a simple few-story building in a bustling area is considered having ideas?"

"Don't underestimate these few floors, young master."

The security guard pointed to both sides of the corridor and said, "Look, on the first floor, the boss designed a gym for exercise. On the second floor, it's been transformed into a bathhouse and the like, of course, you know..."

The security guard's face revealed a lewd expression as he finished introducing the second floor.

"The third floor..."

"The third floor is the dining area, am I right?" Before the security guard could finish, Andrew Wilson eagerly interrupted him, giving him a disdainful look and saying, "Just lead the way and don't talk too much. We're going to the third floor." He couldn't stand it anymore.

He didn't build it himself, so where did this sense of superiority come from? At the elevator, Andrew Wilson and his entourage entered and arrived at the third floor.

The corridor was long, with many private rooms, but surprisingly quiet.

Apart from the sound of the waiter pushing a small trolley, there was no sound of people eating, drinking, or toasting in the private rooms.

The soundproofing of the building was really good.

They arrived at the door of Room 306.

Andrew Wilson gestured for Teacher Evelyn to knock on the door, but Evelyn was afraid and hesitated, her right hand hovering over the door but not daring to knock.

"Ugh."

Andrew Wilson shook his head helplessly and then knocked forcefully three times.

"Coming." A voice came from inside the room.

The door of the private room opened, and everyone inside turned their heads towards the entrance.

They were surprised to see Evelyn.

"Wow, Nathan, you have such a beautiful lady with you and you didn't even introduce her to us."

"Yeah, you're not being very polite."

"Let's end our friendship!" Nathan laughed loudly, not noticing Andrew Wilson standing on the side with a cigar in his hand, ready to put his arm around Evelyn's shoulder and pull her inside.

But something felt off to Nathan.

The body he touched was not smooth like a girl's body, but hairy and prickly.

"Is it comfortable, Nathan?" A cold smile appeared on Andrew Wilson's face.

"Who are you?" Nathan looked at Andrew Wilson in surprise.

"You don't recognize me, of course." Andrew Wilson smiled coldly and gestured towards the person behind him.

"Do you recognize this person?" Robert White appeared at the entrance, holding Ryan in his arms.

Nathan suddenly understood.

His expression trembled slightly.

"You.. you must be Ryan Wilson's father."

"What do you think?" Andrew Wilson replied.

Nathan knew how he had treated Ryan at school, and he realized that Andrew Wilson was here to cause trouble.

But since there was no one else around, he was no longer nervous.

"What brings you here? This is a private gathering. Please don't disturb us. Otherwise, I'll have security escort you out."

"What exactly are you doing at school? You don't even know it yourself, pretending to be ignorant," Andrew Wilson said as he pulled up Ryan's sleeve, revealing bruises and marks.

"Did you do this?" In the room, Nathan's friends all got up from their seats and walked over.

"So what if I did?" Nathan's friend said, feeling emboldened by his companions.

"You must be that hillbilly who disappeared after getting into this school. You're just as infamous as they say." Andrew Wilson's eyes narrowed in anger, his veins bulging on his arms.

Robert White saw this and quickly grabbed Ryan Wilson, then pulled over the teacher who was standing at the door, unsure of what to do.

"Take the child downstairs and wait. You stay here and guard the door. I need to stretch my muscles today," Andrew Wilson said in a low voice.

"Okay."

As the teacher carried the child away, Nathan's friend reached out to grab her, but was stopped by Andrew Wilson's right hand.

"It seems that if I don't deal with you today, I won't be able to eat this meal," Nathan's friend said angrily.

"Brothers, let's teach him a lesson." He then dragged Andrew Wilson inside.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang and was locked. Robert White, standing outside the door, shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Some people really don't value their lives."

Inside the room, as soon as the door closed, Andrew Wilson kicked Nathan's friend in the butt.

Nathan's friend was caught off guard and slammed into the table.

The others rushed towards Andrew Wilson, but he shouted in anger.

With a few kicks, the people rushing towards him were sent flying into the walls, leaving a crater-sized footprints.

They all died on the spot.

"You...you...you're not human," Supervisor Nathan was so scared that he was speechless.

"Speak, why did you go after Ryan Wilson?" Andrew Wilson's tone turned cold, and he spoke loudly, "How do you know so much about my affairs? Who told you?"

Supervisor Nathan knew very well in his heart that he was only acting on someone else's orders.

That person had told him that Ryan Wilson's father had gone to the border to enlist and would never come back.

Only then did he dare to act boldly.

But now, seeing the bodies lying around him, he began to doubt whether he had been deceived.

Now, all he could do was pray that he could escape unscathed.

"If you kill me today, you won't be able to escape Los Angeles City," Supervisor Nathan threatened.

"Are you threatening me?" Andrew Wilson said, and then pulled out a dagger from his pocket and walked towards Supervisor Nathan.

"What...what... what are you going to do?" Supervisor Nathan took a few steps back involuntarily.