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Awakening the War God novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Tough Guy

"What did you say? Say it again!"

Quillon, who was eloquently arguing, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

He sensed an extreme killing intent.

He saw Gabriel's eyes which were as cold as frost.

Gabriel's whole body exuded an aura of hostility.

"I didn't say anything wrong. For example, could the children of billionaires and farmers be the same? The claim of equality for all is nothing but the most ridiculous lie fabricated by the rulers!"

"Only fools would believe it!"

"Do the children of wealthy and privileged families need to wait in line at hospitals? Do they need to fight for parking spaces on the streets? Do they need to spend money on sending their children to top schools?"

"They have special wards in hospitals, with dedicated caregivers and even experts making house calls! They drive cars worth several hundred thousand dollars, and security guards reserve the most spacious parking spots for them! Their children attend prestigious schools, getting an early start in international education and laying the foundation for future studies abroad!"

"With all these differences, do you still insist on saying everyone is equal?"

"That's just b*llshit!"

"Let me make it clearer. We took this heart for someone standing at the top of the Dragon Kingdom. With just one word from that person, it could influence the future and life or death of millions of people!"

"Shouldn't we cut in line to save such a person?"

"Tell me. What impact will it have if the daughter of a farmer isn't saved? If she dies, she dies. Who would care?"

Quillon continued to speak confidently.

By the end, his veins were bulging, and he was almost roaring.

"Shut up!"

Gabriel couldn't bear it any longer and threw a punch.

The fist filled with anger directly hit Quillon's cheek.

Quillon flew through the air, drawing an arc, and landed heavily on the ground.

After throwing that punch, Gabriel still didn't feel relieved.

He still clenched his fist in frustration.

He walked slowly towards Quillon and angrily shouted, "Stop confusing me with your words. Among a hundred people, ninety-nine are ordinary. Why do you have to focus on the one exception?"

"It's true that many wealthy and powerful people live better lives than ordinary folks, with more favorable material conditions! It's impossible to achieve complete balance in material possessions. As long as it's legally earned, there's no reason to complain!"

"Indeed, nowadays, due to some spoiled dandies and corrupt people, the whole society has become chaotic, bringing extremely negative emotions to people!"

"That's the reason I despise this kind of people!"

"But that is an entirely different matter. You insist on bringing human life into the discussion of fairness like material conditions, and that's just bullshit!"

"As for life, even if God comes, is equal for everyone!"

Quillon slowly got up, his face twisted, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

He gasped heavily and trembled as he said, "Brat, you've got guts. I hope you still have them later!"

Just then, Mark rushed over in a hurry.

His face looked grim.

He held a phone and said to Gabriel, "Mr. Gabriel, here's the situation. One and a half hours ago, a plane did take off and flew to Royalfield Island!"

"However, it was a private plane, and it was granted special permission to take off in advance!"

"These two old men were escorted through airport security by senior airport officials after they arrived!"

"Before that, they did carry a box, but in the end, they handed it over to someone on that private plane!"

"The plane has already taken off and is about to land on Royalfield Island!"

After listening to Mark's words, Gabriel was greatly surprised.

A private plane?

Did the airport's top leaders personally lead the way?

This person was really not ordinary.

He furrowed his brows and looked back at Quillon.

But he saw Quillon smiling and saying, "Do you believe me now? Even we can only be their subordinates, and we don't even have the qualifications to sit on their plane!"

"Brat, I advise you to let go now, otherwise, even with Drunkard, you'll be doomed!"

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