Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

"You intend to take it all?"

A middle-aged woman's eyes filled with outrage.

In her anger, she inadvertently spoke her thoughts aloud.

No sooner had she spoken than she regretted it and wanted to hide behind the man beside her.

Little did she know that her man reacted even quicker, rolling away in a clumsy tumble to one side.

The next moment.

Boom~

The woman exploded into a mist of blood, vanishing before everyone's eyes.

Rashid withdrew his hand, his handsome face turning cold: "I risked my life to come here to take over your wealth, and I even considered giving you a superior deal for the latter half of your lives. Yet you see it as plunder, and those ungrateful, don't deserve to breathe the air of Los Angeles!"

Those present felt their fists tighten.

They had originally thought that Rashid had come to carve the meat.

But it turns out he wasn't even willing to leave them the soup.

It was one thing not to leave them the soup.

He actually wanted to plunder the food from their homes.

The plunder could have been overlooked.

But this shameless bastard, he actually wanted them to work for him.

How was this different from them offering up their women and even helping to push?

This was no longer cooperation; it was humiliation!

The problem was,

from the looks of it, if they didn't agree, they would have a hard time leaving unscathed today.

What should they do now?

..

In the face of absolute power, all schemes are a joke.

This was the awkward predicament they were facing now.

Right when the atmosphere was very heavy,

the previously speaking middle-aged man with a small mustache took the initiative again: "Lord Rashid, our family is willing to support you, but..."

Before he could finish,

a flash of purple lightning.

Thor appeared instantaneously by the small-mustached man's side.

His right hand held a severed head.

The head was still opening and closing its mouth, continuing its speech: "But lord, the assets in our hands, they are inherited from our ancestors... hmm?"

The small-mustached man looked confusedly to the side.

When had a lifeless body without a head appeared next to him?

Just as this thought emerged, an endless darkness completely drowned his consciousness.

Thor waved the head in his hand, sneering: "First you unroof the house, then open the windows, Rashid, at your age, yet still playing these hypocritical old tricks. This is Los Angeles, not Europe. You dare come here to plunder, unafraid you won't make it back?"

This twist stunned everyone again.

Thor had actually made a move?

How did he dare to take action in front of a Third Rank Life?

The crowd was filled with a myriad of thoughts but simultaneously ran towards the back, huddling against the wall.

Rashid also hadn't expected Thor to dare to strike.

The small-mustached man was just a dog that came knocking on his door.

If he was gone, he was gone.

As long as he wished, everyone seated would be willing to be his dogs.

What Rashid cared more about was Thor's attitude!

A puzzled look crossed his handsome face: "Not bad, from the looks of it, you've touched the threshold of merging the Biological Field with the soul, but the gap between Second Rank and Third Rank is like that between heaven and earth. I am very curious, where did you get the courage to talk to me like this!"

As his words fell,

Boom~

A terrifying golden radiance condensed out of thin air, descending from the sky like an immense golden sword or like a Divine judgment, fiercely thrusting toward the place where Thor stood.

Whirr~

An invisible Energy Shield suddenly appeared above Thor and the other two, bowing under the thrust of the golden sword but like an eggshell, firmly protected the three beneath it.

..

"Energy Shield?"

Rashid grew more puzzled: "This thing is currently just a chicken rib; you can't possibly think it can protect you, can you?"

More golden Light Swords emerged.

As the golden radiant swords were about to strike down,

Roar~

A fearsome Thunder roiled above the building.

Thor's figure slowly levitated, extending his palm: "Thunder!"

The next moment.

The roof overhead was pierced by a terrifying bolt of lightning.

Lightning gathered around Thor, like a dragon-snake, coiling and spiraling, casting everyone present in a purplish-blue hue.

To harness Thunder with a mortal's body!

This was Thor's confidence!