Awakening the War God novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63 Mr. Gale

"Miss Foster, Mr. Gabriel isn't here, and I haven't seen him for days," Thomas said helplessly. "Our salary is low, and we can't afford to have you perform here. It hasn't been peaceful these days, so you'd better go back!"

"Did Gabriel ask you to drive me away?" Ava huffed, pouting.

Without waiting for Thomas's explanation, she believed that Gabriel didn't want to see her.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Unable to hold back, she shouted, "Gabriel, what kind of man are you? Even if we've broken up, you don't dare to face me? If you don't come out, I'll blow up your bar."

As soon as Ava finished shouting, the door swung open.

It was not blown up, but someone had booted it open.

"Holy cow, you're right."

Thomas was furious and turned around to see who had caused this.

They had just replaced the door, which cost several thousand dollars.

A group of people swarmed in through the busted door.

They looked menacing, with clubs and knives in their hands.

In seven or eight seconds, everyone had entered.

There were approximately a hundred people.

Ava was frightened. This was going to turn into a brawl.

As a weak woman, running away was the best option.

She hugged her guitar and crept over to Thomas's side, awkwardly smiling, "Do you have a backdoor here? I've thought about it, and this job isn't suitable for me. I'm leaving!"

"The backdoor is probably already blocked by their people. We can't get out!"

Thomas's expression became serious. He had no time for her.

He grabbed a bottle of alcohol and smashed it on the ground, shouting, "Twelve Birds of Silverwood! We've trained for so many days, and it's time to test your strength. Everyone, arm yourselves!"

From various corners of the bar, twelve burly men in black clothes rushed out.

Each of them held a machete in their hands.

Following Gabriel's advice, he carefully selected these trustworthy and strong men to become his subordinates. They were called the Twelve Birds.

Every day, he and the Twelve Birds trained in the arena on the eighth floor.

Each of them could take on five men.

The glint of cold weapons made Ava's hair stand on end.

She kept cowering in the corner.

And she muttered to herself, "You can't see me!"

"Ah!" She suddenly bumped into someone's arms.

She looked up and saw a guy with flying red hair and a bizarre jacket.

Half of his face was covered by his hair, and he had a star sticker on his face, looking quite silly.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom." She bent down, trying to pass by the guy.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration lit up her mind, and she raised her head abruptly.

Why did this guy look a bit familiar?

Staring intently for a while, she burst into laughter and shouted, "Gab... Mmm!"

"Don't shout. I'm not Gabriel. Please call me Mr. Gale!"

The non-mainstream guy wore a melancholic expression, tilting his head and covering Ava's mouth.

Flicking his hair, he said, "I will let you go, but don't scream and wake me up from the lost dream."

Ava's eyelashes fluttered like small fans.

After the man released her, she couldn't hold back anymore.

She squatted down and covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably.

She was sure that it was Gabriel.

His red, fly hair and the sticker on his face were like things from ten years ago.

Gabriel was in a hippy style.

It was hilarious.

Gabriel also squatted down, feeling speechless.

To conceal his identity, he had gone to a barber shop and dressed him up like this.