Military Lord of the White Coats

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Howard Wagner almost had a complete nervous breakdown. But in the next ten minutes, he finally experienced what it really means to be powerful!

Kirin, who rushed into the crowd alone, was like a fierce tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, knocking down three to four giant guys with a single punch.

He was definitely powerful!

Ten minutes later, at the Martyr Club.

Right now, Kirin was sitting on a sofa, taking up space. The debris on the ground seemed to be the only evidence that testified about the great battle that had just taken place there.

And Howard Wagner just stood there, his jaws hanging open, having seen everything that just happened before him in disbelief.

At this moment, in front of the two, a man and a woman were prostrating in fear and uncertainty.

Somewhere in places unseen, there were yet another thousand men who gathered. There was no lack of top martial artists among these warriors.

However, none of them dared to step into the office at this moment.

All of them were anxious and worried about the safety of their bosses.

Ten minutes ago, Howard Wagner trailed behind Kirin. He watched Kirin like some god who had descended on this earth, taking him into this tightly guarded private club and pushed their way through as if he did not care about any of the dangers that might be waiting for them.

Very powerful!

This buddy of Bruce White was simply a terminator of sorts. He was so forceful that everyone here felt powerless to resist him.

At this time, the man and woman who were prostrating in front of them had no thoughts about resisting either, even though they knew their subordinates were all standing outside.

The abuse!

It's really too abusive!

Even Howard Wagner felt some sympathy for them.

Everyone knew these two were the puppet masters in Porta. A sneeze from either of them could make the entire Porta catch a cold. When had they ever suffered humiliation such as this?

However, they had no choice this time. All because of the man in front of them, this man who was crazy enough to kill them both in seconds.

"How about it, you two? What's your answer? I don't have much patience left for either of you."

Kirin said lightly with a touch of playfulness on his face. Even though he knew that there were more than a thousand men gathered outside, he didn't look as if he was under any kind of pressure.

The two middle-aged people who were groveling in front of him contrasted sharply to his cool and collected demeanor.

Gulp!

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but swallow hard. Their hearts lurched to their throats, full of fear as they gazed at Kirin.

"Sir... Both of you kind sirs... If you want us to surrender, at least give us a reason. What do you want us to do, or to whom are we surrendering...we need to know at least what's expected of us."

The woman who spoke at this juncture was someone with an attractive face. She was wearing a red dress and looked a little cold and proud. However, at this moment, she did not dare to reveal even the slightest trace of arrogance.

Her name was Rica Dart, and she was the one and only Southern Dart of Porta, the queen of Porta's underworld.

Anyone, whether a passing visitor or the local snake, all had to pay proper respects to Ms. Rica when they crossed her path. Otherwise, their time in Porta would not be a fortuitous one.

But at this point, this queen of the underworld, after having said her piece, averted her eyes and dared not look at Kirin in the eyes.

"Hahaha... is that what you think as well?" Kirin didn't answer Rica Dart's question directly but looked at the middle-aged man.

After the middle-aged man heard those words, he shuddered and nodded dumbly. Immediately, he looked at Kirin with an awkward smile, which was more terrifying than his crying face.

It was a well-known fact that, like Rica Dart, this man also had a prominent and prestigious background. His name was Hugo Samson and he stood at the top of Porta's business world.

The Hugo Group under his leadership was the veritable leading enterprise in Porta, its worth in the tens of billions. It was truly a corporation of the highest caliber.

On any given day, what kind of scary bodyguards did not surround him?

However, the so-called martial masters that were in his employ were not at all capable of contending with the man in front of them.

At this moment, these two head honchos, one in the shadows while the other out in the open, represented two of the most powerful forces in Porta. If something were to happen to them, the entire Porta would quake.

But at a time like this, even if the two of them were to join forces, there was nothing they could do to the man in front of them so surrender was the only option.

Yes, they already had an answer in their hearts and that was to surrender. However, before they did that, there were things that they wanted to understand more clearly.

But their sneaky minds did not escape Kirin's sharp senses and he laughed a cold laugh.

"My advice to you both is to put away those prickly little thoughts of yours as soon as possible. My boss doesn't like it when the others speculate about who he is.

"Furthermore, the more you know, the more it would be a liability to you. Nothing good will come out of it. The more you know, the more danger you will be in. Surely, you can understand this."

Kirin looked at these two playfully, like a cat playing with a mouse. It was not that he looked down on the two people in front of him, but that in his eyes, they really were nothing.

If it weren't that these two people were considered to have some influence in Porta—which may help with what they wanted to accomplish later—Kirin would not have bothered to deal with either of them.

Kirin sat in command over the entire Central Region. On any given day, there were plenty of corporations and premier families worth hundreds of billions in dollars that came to curry favor with him. Compared to them, Rica Dart and Hugo Samson were just so-so.

"If you two still have any doubts, feel free to send someone else to ask around what happened in Javon yesterday. I believe that after that, you will have no other concerns," Kirin replied nonchalantly.

Javon?

When they heard the name of the place, Rica Dart and Hugo Samson were both stunned for a moment before a look of sudden realization crossed their faces, and both became extremely shocked.

"It was your people who killed Timothy Stuart!?"

Rica Dart sucked in a deep breath and that beautiful pair of eyes stared at the man in front of her, her heart greatly disturbed.

Although Timothy Stuart was not some great powerful figure in the underworld, he was the bonafide king of Javon!

But last night, news came that Timothy Stuart's entire family had been uprooted by a mysterious force, leaving only Jason Stuart as the sole survivor, and it was only because of the involvement of the Javon Battle Division.

If it weren't for the Javon Battle Division, the Stuarts would have been completely wiped out without a trace left in this world!

On the side, when Hugo Samson heard this, his face also revealed a look of indescribable fright.

While Rica Dart's source of information was from the underworld while his source came from the business world.

Rumor had it that someone powerful appeared yesterday in Javon, escorted by hundreds of jet fighters. Numerous businessmen in Javon now were vying to gain favor from this man.

As soon as that man appeared, Timothy Stuart was terminated. It was hard not to associate the two events with one another.

Hugo Samson and Rica Dart looked at each other. The more they thought about it, the more chills crawled up and down their spines. In the end, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice dungeon and bone-chilling coldness spread all over their bodies.

...

At the same time, at the wedding reception in the Cloudian Grand Hotel of Porta, the hag who was in charge of keeping tabs on Brianne Taylor was instantly displeased when she heard the news of Bruce White and Shauna Taylor appearing outside the wedding venue.

"What's going on? Didn't we agree that no one from the Taylors would be present? What are they up to now?"

The hag wore a sullen expression on her face and immediately walked towards the outside of the Grand Hotel in huge steps, followed by seventeen to eighteen guards from hotel security.

She did not recognize Bruce White right away, but she did recognize Shauna Taylor. As soon as she arrived, she shouted coldly, "What are you doing here?! This is no place for trailer trash like you to be hanging about!"