Chapter 11: War King Kylin of the Middle Region!
South City branch of the River North Departnt.
“Soone in South Lake Villa District reported a murder case. Teams one and two, let’s go!”
Upon receiving the call, squad leader Arlo was imdiately put into action.
The South Lake division had three teams; Arlo mobilized two of them, showing the gravity of the issue.
“According to the report, the suspect is likely to be a martial artist. Everyone, stay fully alert! Understood?”
Arlo said very seriously, and everyone responded earnestly: “Understood!”
“Now, forward!”
Seven to eight blue and white patrol vehicles quickly set out, heading straight to the South Lake Villa District.
anwhile, in Diego’s villa, apart from White Mitchell and the barely breathing Diego, Kylin was also quietly standing next to White Mitchell.
Kylin, almost 1.8 ters tall with a handso face, looked even more resolute in his military uniform.
But more importantly, Kylin had four dazzling gold stars on his shoulder. It’s no an feat to have four stars on the shoulder, it is a testant of extraordinary military achievents.
Indeed, just like White Mitchell, Kylin has been through hundreds of battles, each star on his shoulder was earned with blood and life.
It was thanks to the countless brave souls like him, who put their lives at the rcy of fate, that Dragon Realm could be defended from invasions.
Kylin was also the strongest among the five War Kings in the White War Departnt, often referred to as the contemporary Sword Immortal and Middle Region War King Ryker, he is titled Kylin!
The East Dragon, the West White Tiger, the South Vermilion Bird, the Black Turtle in the north, and the Kylin Sword Immortal dominating the Middle Region!
This sentence was used to describe the five War Kings.
It also represented the regions each of them safeguarded. Any enemy who attempt to penetrate Dragon Realm would have to break through their defense lines.
But few people knew that these so-called five War Kings, back in the day, were nothing more than White Mitchell’s bodyguards.
And at this mont, Kylin had assud back his original role, just like a loyal guard, he stood by White Mitchell’s side
“Kylin, how far are the others?”
White Mitchell knew his troops too well, knowing that upon his return, they would risk getting punished to co and see him.
Kylin scratched his head and smiled shyly. Who could have thought that the mighty Middle Region War King, the Sword Immortal of his ti, would have such a simple side?
And only White Mitchell can make him reveal this side of him.
“The Dragons are nearby, they should be arriving soon. I asked them to patrol the outer security, to guard River North.
Four War Gods are likewise rushing back, but they will probably take half a day to reach.” Kylin added.
Who could imagine, that at this very mont, the Five War Kings have all appeared in River North.
In River North City, in the east, west, south, and north, there stood a warrior in armor on each city gate.
They stared solemnly at every person entering River North, guarding the city like a deity.
“Let them all co here.. to avoid disturbing the people…”
Woo woo woo…
Just as White Mitchell was midway through his sentence, a urgent siren rang out from outside the door.
It was clear. Arlo’s team had arrived.
“Listen to , you’re surrounded. Put down your weapons and get out!”
Arlo shouted into a gaphone towards the villa, while the patrol officers behind him had their hands on their waists, ready to spring into action.
“Superior, let handle this.” Kylin offered.
White Mitchell nodded his head, allowing Kylin to proceed.
Creak!
The door opened and Kylin, dressed in a military uniform, walked out. At this mont, his simple deanor was replaced with a stern military visage.
What?
Arlo faltered, then fixated his gaze on the four gold stars on Kylin’s shoulder.
Four stars on the shoulder, this was a mark of an unparalleled War General!
He couldn’t believe that the man who ca out from the house was not a criminal, but a War General with four gold stars!
Arlo felt more and more that sothing was amiss. Then, Kylin directly produced his credentials: “I am the War King of the White War Departnt, Kylin!”
The mont he saw the credentials, Arlo felt like an idiot, a sensation of his scalp going numb spread instantly throughout his whole body, leaving him petrified on the spot.
“Mi…Middle Region War King! Kylin!
Arlo opened his mouth wide, losing his speech. In front of him stood the Middle Region War King, the stalwart guardian of the Middle Region, renowned as the War King Kylin, the contemporary Sword Immortal!
Hiss!
Arlo inhaled sharply, unable to react for a long ti. Seeing him this way, his subordinates reminded him.
Gulp!
Arlo made a swallowing gesture and ca back to his senses. He urgently scolded his subordinates: “No one moves, no one is allowed to move. Whoever dares to draw a gun, I will not spare him!”
You must be joking. Who would dare to draw a gun in front of the Middle Region War King? Wouldn’t that be suicide?
Arlo was struck dumb. At this point, Kylin had already co to him.
“Go back and tell Isaiah, you guys don’t need to worry about this. Get everyone to the hospital.”
Arlo’s body trembled uncontrollably, stamring a response: “Un…
understood…”
“There’s one more thing.”
Arlo trembled as he managed to speak: “Please… please give your orders…”
“Clean these people up. Thoroughly investigate each one of them. Punish them severely!”
Arlo nodded shakily, ordering his n to take away the people brought by
Atlas. White Mitchell did not deliver a lethal blow, but injuries were inevitable.
No one expected that Arlo had co with grandeur, only to end up cleaning the battlefield.
Only after Arlo had cleaned up the battlefield did he rember the words Kylin had spoken to him and imdiately pulled out his mobile phone.
He was registered more than a hundred missed calls!
Isaiah, the head of the River North Departnt, his direct superior!
I’m… I’m screwed…
“Arlo! Where the hell are you right now! I warn you, you didn’t touch your people in the villa, did you? If you did, prepare…”
As soon as the call was connected, Isaiah’s angry voice ca through.
“Boss… I…” Arlo wanted to cry but had no tears.
“What do you an you? The people inside, did you fucking touch them or not!” Isaiah’s wrath was thunderous.
“I… I didn’t see them, but I…”
Arlo stamred, which promptly resulted in him being scolded: “Can you not finish a sentence at once!”
“I t Middle Region War King Kylin!” wow!
On the other end of the phone, there was an instant uproar. At this mont, Isaiah was like an ant on a hot pot, neither able to sit nor stand.
After listening to Arlo’s description, he knew that Kylin was not that existence.
Even so, that made Isaiah more terrified than before.
A person who even Kylin had to personally protect, his identity probably far more terrifying than Isaiah had originally thought.
“Who have I offended!”
Isaiah was tearing his hair out. Suddenly a prominent figure had appeared in the small River North and he had no clue about it!
Worse, his family had been kidnapped, tortured, and almost wiped out in his jurisdiction.
“What the hell…what the hell is going on!?! Sigh…”
Isaiah was now seriously tempted to just kill Diego.
“Fine, you Sabir family is capable, you Sabir family is superior, you Sabir family does whatever it wants, I quit!” Isaiah grumbled angrily.
As for the situation at hand, Kylin had made it clear that it did not require the involvent of The Patrol.
Isaiah completely lost his energy and just followed Kylin’s directions, sending the people to the hospital to ensure no further issues would arise with White Mitchell’s adoptive mother.
anwhile, at the Sabir Family Old Mansion, the atmosphere was beginning to feel oppressive….
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