Chapter 16: I Have Guns, What About You?
Whoosh!
Upon hearing this, the entire crowd was in an uproar.
“Wa…War King…it’s a War King Strongman!! ! ”
A Peak Martial Artist that Vincent Mill brought along said trembling. His eyes were filled with shock. He could not believe that the man standing alongside White Mitchell was actually a War King level Ancient Martial Strongman!
“Uncle Ocean, what is a War King?” Vincent Mill, who is not a martial artist, did not understand the situation and therefore asked subconsciously.
Johnny Atwell from the Mill Family, feeling much deference, glanced at the Kylin.
“A War King Strongman is our martial artist’s way of evaluating martial artist’s strength. Above the Peak Martial Artist, there is a War King. Above the War King, there is a War God. There are even existences beyond the War God.”
As he said this, Johnny Atwell subconsciously looked at White Mitchell and the four young n standing beside him.
If Kylin is a War King, the four behind White Mitchell are definitely not ordinary people.
Most importantly, they all followed White Mitchell. That sufficiently proved that White Mitchell’s strength was absolutely not as simple as it appeared.
Is he a War King? Or a War God?
Either way, those realms are beyond the comprehension of their Mill Family.
At this thought, Johnny Atwell quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to speculate about White Mitchell’s identity anymore.
At this mont, Vincent Mill’s face showed a touch of excitent after hearing this.
When the road ahead is blocked, another path always appears!
Who would have thought that there would be a War King level master at White Mitchell’s side!
No wonder White Mitchell always seed so tranquil.
It seems that he has been worrying too much.
In this way, Kingston’s good days are at an end!
At this mont, the look that Vincent Mill cast towards Kingston was not as fearful as before, but rather, it was quite mocking.
However, at this mont, Kingston, after uttering Kylin’s level, was montarily shocked but not completely knocked down.
He slowly stood up from the ground, his face once again showing a ruthlessly ferocious look.
“Hehe… ”
Kingston laughed coldly. His icy gaze, like that of a venomous snake, glared at Kylin, and then he spoke indifferently, “War King Strongman?
Do you really think that a War King Strongman can turn around today’s situation? Is a War King Strongman invincible?
White Mitchell! Today, I want to teach you a lesson! Even the strongest martial artist cannot stand against bullets and cannons!”
Rumble!
Accompanying the fall of Kingston’s voice, the sound of engine roaring suddenly started to echo around the villa.
The ground started shuddering at this mont.
The violent roaring of the engine was getting closer and more frightening.
“What’s happening? Is there an earthquake?” Isaiah, who was watching from the outside, cried out in surprise.
Upon feeling this anomaly, Isaiah’s body shook once, and then he turned his gaze towards a spot not far away from him.
Boom!
A military green armored car suddenly sprang out from the small hill without any warning.
Even though the mountainous terrain was rugged and there were no roads, this armored car could still move as if it was on flat ground.
“Armored car! It’s a War Departnt Armored Car!” Isaiah’s heart gave a violent start.
What?
Isaiah was shocked as well, and he quickly looked in the direction where the armored car appeared.
Whoosh!
In the next mont, Isaiah was dumbfounded. It wasn’t just an armored car, the…tank!
Boom, boom, boom…
Just when they were shocked, over them, the sound of chopper blades cutting through the air started ringing.
They raised their heads, imdiately petrified by the scene.
“A…Helicopter, The War Departnt’s helicopter!”
“One, two, three…”
The dense swarm of War Departnt’s helicopters had them wide-eyed with astonishnt.
But, the shock at the site was far from over.
Post the helicopters flying over, fighter jets took off into the sky. Like a sword slicing through heavy clouds, they arrived at the site.
Moreover, on the river besides the villa area, massive warships made it seem like a battlefield, causing disbelief.
Whoosh!
Even soone of the rank of Isaiah was shocked by the situation at hand. Let alone the rest of the people at the villa.
“Ar…Armored car…Tank…Helicopter…Fighter Jet…Warship! !
A hundred thousand White Army soldiers in position!
The sprawled out entire villa area was soaked in a breathtaking spectacle.
Dumbstruck, everyone at the scene was left speechless.
Are these the “bullets and cannons” that Kingston ntioned?
Clearly not; if the Sabir family had been able to mobilize these, Vincent Mill would have long disappeared from River North, and White Mitchell wouldn’t have survived till now.
There can only be one answer: these troops were not Kingston’s but…White Mitchell’s!
This…this…this…
Empotions of Vincent Mill were hard to subside.
Not only does White Mitchell has a War King level master, but he can also mobilize such powerful war force from the War Departnt.
However, he has audaciously suggested to protect them just now.
Now it seems, who’s protecting who? He’s clearly the one who needs protecting!
Taking liberties in front of a master, he’s made a fool of himself today.
On this thought, Vincent Mill smirked dejectedly, a bittersweet look appeared on his face.
At this mont, the state of mind of the Sabir family was on the verge of collapse.
Looking down the cold barrels of those guns and cannons, all aid at them, the legs of people from the Sabir family had gone weak.
Even at this mont, Kingston, who always held a high position, was speechless, the words stuck in his throat.
At this ti, White Mitchell slowly crossed the crowd and calmly stood in front of Kingston.
“I have bullets, I have cannons, I have guns, what about you?” White Mitchell’s face was calm.
On hearing this, Kingston felt like he was slapped multipled tis. He was both embarrassed and angry.
He silently touched the small handgun at his waist, thought for a mont, and decided not to take it out and embarrass himself.
What bullets? What cannons? They were real guns and cannons. His small handgun would barely be good enough to clean their teeth with.
The tough language he used just now had slapped his own face.
At this mont, Kingston was both embarrassed and angry. He felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse, feeling a bone-chilling cold.
He stared at White Mitchell, his fierce eyes were as if they wanted to eat him alive. He bit his teeth and said, “White Mitchell! I don’t care who you are. Don’t be too complacent!
There are people from my Sabir family in the War Departnt, too. If you dare to touch one hair of mine today, the River North War Departnt won’t let you off!
If you know what’s good for you, let them go now.. I can consider this matter to have never happened!”
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