Awakening the War God novel Chapter 116

Gabriel took great delight in the Foster family members' bewildered and panicked expressions.

Michael, in particular, seemed about to explode with anger, faltering.

Gabriel seized this moment to press on, "You folks from the Foster family, who tout yourselves as the untouchable rulers of Silverwood, are nothing but a bunch of inept fools in my book!"

"I deliberately had Stella hand you that second dossier merely to make you underestimate the danger!"

"You dimwits, even at this point, you're still oblivious to the impending catastrophe. Hilarious, you thought you could use Stella to ensnare me?"

"I've come here today to stall you, to gather you all in one place, and to give Santos ample time to present the evidence against you all to the supervision team. Then, we're going to nab all of you!"

"Supervision team's actions are kept under wraps. Even if someone tipped you off, it merely indicates that the supervision team has confirmed the Foster family's wrongdoing!"

"Fosters, your family is done for!"

As Gabriel concluded his words, the cell phones of Michael, Jack, and Samuel simultaneously rang.

"Dad, they're investigating Greenland Group!"

"Grandpa, multiple high-ranking Dragon-Slaying Association members have been apprehended, and several clans have been sealed!"

"I just got a call from the disciplinary department!"

Hearing their words, Michael was consumed with anger.

He was on the verge of passing out, knowing that the Davis family was finished!

Seeing an opportunity, Gabriel unleashed a torrent of scathing remarks at Michael, "Michael, with things having gone this far, you might as well do us all a favor and hang yourself!"

"You fancy yourself as the almighty Mr. Davis? Let me set you straight, you're nothing more than an old cur!"

"Take a good look at your own name, Michael Davis? You've sullied the reputation of the place, Michael!"

"Why didn't the waters of the Michael River just wash you away, you old coot?"

Gabriel's words came fast and furious, like a verbal machine gun.

He didn't let up on the insults, and they were as nasty as they come.

"Gabriel, you..."

Michael was already at his breaking point, and Gabriel's relentless verbal assault pushed him over the edge.

He pointed a trembling index finger at Gabriel.

Before he could articulate his thoughts, a sudden "puh" escaped him as he spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing to the ground, breathless.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

"Master!"

...

For a moment, chaos reigned within the Foster family, who were overwhelmed with shock and grief.

Who would've thought that merely Gabriel's scathing words would lead to Michael's demise?

"Let's leave now. Those outside will take care of things here."

Now was the perfect opportunity.

Gabriel, still in handcuffs, grabbed Stella's hand and dashed out.

With his hands bound, he would be at a disadvantage in combat.

Moreover, Stella would be a liability.

He needed to secure this liability's safety first.

He estimated that Leon and Maria would arrive soon.

And Lucas, the Division Commander Lucas, whom Santos had contacted from the War Department, would likely be bringing the soldiers and hurrying there.

The reason for involving Lucas was to prevent leaks from the Foster family's men in the police station.

"Davises, Gabriel is running away! If I were one of you Davis folks, no matter what, I wouldn't let him leave here alive. Even if the Davis family falls, we must make this son of a bitch bury with us!"

Joseph, filled with sorrow and anger, spotted Gabriel trying to flee and shouted loudly.

The distraught members of the Davis family turned around at that.

Numerous pairs of furious eyes fixed on the escaping Gabriel and Stella.

"All of you, listen to me. There's $800,000 in my car's trunk. Whoever kills Gabriel will get that money!" Elijah roared.

The black-clad men, unaware of the irreversible situation, were exhilarated upon hearing the sum.

Many of them pulled out their handguns and fired a few shots at Gabriel.

The black-clad men guarding the gate closed it, then rushed toward Gabriel.

"Damn it!"

Gabriel cursed loudly.

Protecting Stella, he fled into the grassy area of the courtyard.

Gunshots rang out, and the Foster family was even more chaotic than before.

Elijah and his companions carried Michael, heading for the hospital.