Chapter 196: Sayon Armed Forces, You are courting death!


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    Sayon Airport.


    White Mitchell, sitting in the car, continually called Vincent Mill but received no response


    At this point, he already realized that something might have gone wrong.


    He immediately left the car, walked to the airport’s entrance, and saw two ambnces that had just arrived with paramedics bringing out some people on stretchers.


    One of them was his familiar Vincent Mill!


    At this moment, Vincent Mill, with a swollen face, was lying on the stretcher with an embarrassed expression all over his face.


    Seeing this, White Mitchell’s face instantly darkened as he hurriedly walked to Vincent Mill’s side.


    Seeing White Mitchell, Vincent’s face shed a guilty look, “White, I am sorry for your stepmother…”


    White Mitchell did not me Vincent Mill. After all, Vincent was already pretty miserable. The Peak Martial Artists he brought along had all their limbs broken. Vincent himself had been severely beaten, showing he had given his all to the fight.


    However, White Mitchell couldn’t figure out who could tantly cause mischief at Sayon Airport.


    You must know that the security at Sayon Airport was very strict, protected by the Patrol. Ordinary people would dare not make a move here.


    With this thought, White Mitchell asked directly, “Uncle Mill, do you know who they were?!”


    Recalling, Vincent Mill promptly replied, “Sayon’s martial department. They said they were people from there. I initially thought they were the people you sent.”


    Butter, I noticed something was off about their behavior. So, I asked a few more questions, and they immediately started attacking us. They even directly kidnapped your stepmother.”


    We tried to resist as much as we could. But the power of the lead was beyond us. The three Peak Martial Artists I brought along couldn’t even block a single attack.”


    Sayon Armed Forces!?


    White Mitchell’s face suddenly darkened even more. A powerful aura exploded from him, filling the ce with an intense evil spirit.


    Sayon’s martial department, you’re courting death!!!


    The next moment, White Mitchell immediately got into the car and called Kylin.


    “Investigate right now who from the Sayon Armed Forces came to the Sayon airport today. Even if I have to overturn the Sayon Armed Forces, I must find the culprits!” White Mitchell felt a raging fire within him, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the sky.


    An endless evil spirit raged within him, rushing towards him like a tidal wave. The atmosphere in the vehicle instantly dropped to a freezing point.


    Even when the Army Master is angry, let alone the Sayon Armed Forces, even if you add all the Martial Arts Soldiers in the Dragon Realm, they couldn’t bear this Burn Heaven wrath.


    Meanwhile, in a Weiden Family Vi located in Sayon’s outskirts, two martial department’s armored cars slowly stopped outside.


    This ce is one of the many estates of the Weiden Family in Sayon, located in the outskirts, even if a bigmotion is made, no one would notice.


    Right now, Hans Weiden was waiting in this vi for Samuel to bring White Mitchell’s stepmother, Wen Zhihui, over.


    When the martial department’s armored cars appeared, Hans Weiden knew that the task was aplished. A smug smile appeared on his face.


    “Samuel, did you encounter any troubles?” As Samuel had knocked out Wen Zhihui, Hans Weiden asked casually.


    Samuel shrugged nonchntly, “No problem, only encountered a few locals from River North who seemed to be protecting thisdy. I taught them a lesson.”


    “Oh? Someone was protecting her!?” Hans Weiden, who had been indifferent, was slightly surprised.


    In his view, White Mitchell and Sherry Jones were people without power or influence. Who would protect their stepmother, Wen Zhihui?


    However, Hans Weiden only considered it for a moment, without delving too deep. After all, they’re merely locals from River North just like White Mitchell, and in his eyes, they were insignificant.


    “Who…who are you people? Let me go, who are you? Help, is anyone here? Help,” said Wen Zhihui, slowly regaining consciousness after being knocked out by Samuel.


    Upon seeing this group of brutal faces, a look of panic immediately washed over her face.


    She’d seen them at the airport not long ago, mercilessly torturing Vincent Mill’s men.


    Moreover, these people imed to be from the Martial Department.


    But weren’t the Martial Department known for suppressing the violent and protecting the weak, maintaining order with The Patrol?


    Why did they bring her here?


    Just as Zhihui was feeling terrified, Samuel, who was leading, suddenly turned around and shot a terrifying look at her, making her tremble with fear.


    “Shut the hell up! Or else, I’ll let you taste what it feels like to be worse than death!” threatened Samuel, with a menacing look on his face.


    Listening to this, Zhihui turned pale and couldn’t help but blurt out: “You…you said you were from the Martial Department, aren’t you afraid…”


    Smack!


    Before she could finish, Samuel strode over to her and pped her viciously across the face.


    Suddenly, a clear palm print appeared on Zhihui’s face, and blood seeped out of her mouth corner.


    Then, Samuel sneered brutally: “Did I fucking tell you to shut up, are you deaf? Just like your son, refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! What a jerk!”


    Son?


    White!!!


    Upon hearing this, Zhihui suddenly felt her heart sank, as she looked at these people in terror: “You…are you nning to use me against White?”


    “You bastards, you’re supposed to be from the Martial Department, how could you do such evil? Aren’t you afraid of being punished by thew?”


    Zhihui never expected they had brought her here because of White Mitchell.


    It doesn’t take a genius to know that they wanted to use her to lure out White Mitchell.


    But how could she bear to be a burden to White Mitchell?


    At the thought of this, Zhihui couldn’t help but struggle.


    However, against these well-trained Martial Arts Soldiers, her efforts were trivial. She could not even break free from their grasp, let alone escape.


    Seeing Zhihui struggle, Samuel immediately pped her across the face again without any mercy.


    With a loud smack, the forceful p made Zhihui’s ears ring and her head spin.


    Barely able to hear their murmurs about making White Mitchell cripple his own arms, kill him in a hail of bullets, and leave his body unburied.


    Hearing these scattered snippets, Zhihui’s heart sank, tears involuntarily trickled down from her eyes.


    White, please don’t show up, as long as you and Sherry can have a good life, I’d be willing to die in peace.


    Heart wrenchingly in pain, all Zhihui could hope for was for White Mitchell not to appear, not to appear!


    What she didn’t know was that, in order to find her, White Mitchell had almost turned the Sayon armed forces upside down with the help of Kylin…