Military Lord of the White Coats

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

Wow!

As soon as this remark was made, everyone was in an uproar.

"War...A King of War...it's an expert King of War!!!"

A top-notch martial artist who had been brought along by Wallace Liam blurted this out as his body trembled and his eyes filled with horror. He had never dreamt that the person standing next to Bruce White would turn out to be an ancient martial expert at the level of a King of War!

"Roman, what is an expert King of War?" Wallace Liam asked reflexively since he was not a martial artist and didn't know the difference.

Roman Liam, the counselor of the Liams, looked at Kirin with tremendous weariness.

"The expert King of War is a measurement of strength among martial artists. Above the top-notch martial artist is the King of War. There is also God of War above that, and even titles beyond the God of War."

Having said that, Roman Liam's gaze settled subconsciously on Bruce White and the four young men who were standing next to him at the moment.

Kirin is a King of War, so the four behind Bruce White were definitely no ordinary riffraff.

More importantly, all of them encircled Bruce White. It was evident that Bruce White's strength was more than what was seen on the surface alone.

Was he a King of War? Or a God of War?

No matter which realm's power they were, they were certainly not subjects of speculation for the likes of the Liams.

When he thought about that, Roman Liam hurriedly drew back his gaze, no longer daring to further speculate the identity of Bruce White.

However, at this moment, Wallace Liam, after hearing these words, couldn't help but reveal a look of excitement on his face.

Just when he thought everything couldn't be clearer, the plot thickened!

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Who would have imagined that right next to Bruce White, there was an expert King of War!

No wonder Bruce White had been behaving so carefree all this time, exuding nothing but pure confidence.

It seemed that he had worried for nothing.

Conversely, Timothy Stuart's days of ease would finally come to an end!

At this moment, the look in Wallace Liam's eyes as he glanced again at Timothy Stuart, was no longer one of consternation as before. On the contrary, it was now somewhat in jest.

Timothy Stuart, even after learning about the status of Kirin, although it was followed by a brief moment of shock, did not give up completely.

He slowly picked himself up from the ground and a cannibalistic look reappeared on his face.

"Haha…"

Timothy Stuart smiled coldly, his gloomy eyes like that of a poisonous snake, fixed on Kirin. He said with an indifferent expression on his face, "An expert King of War?

"Do you really think an expert King of War will be able to reverse the situation today? That an expert King of War is totally invincible?

"Bruce White! Today, I am going to teach you a lesson! No matter how strong this martial artist is, he can't win over guns and cannons!"

Rumble!

As Timothy Stuart's voice faded, the roar of engines suddenly burst out around the villa.

The entire ground under their feet began to tremble.

The violent roaring of engines was getting even louder, which in turn increasingly frightened those who heard it.

"What's going on? Is that an earthquake?" Quentin Stark, the number one man of Javon who was watching from the periphery, now exclaimed suddenly in surprise.

Hanson Holt, having felt the eerie atmosphere as well on the sidelines, shuddered involuntarily. Then, his eyes sharpened as he looked at someplace not too far away from him.

Boom!

A khaki-green military vehicle leaped out from among the hills without warning.

Even on this rugged terrain with no distinct roads, this military vehicle was able to travel smoothly as if on paved ground.

"It's a military vehicle! This is a military vehicle from the battle division!" Hanson Holt's heart trembled violently all of a sudden.

What?

Quentin Stark was also stunned. He hurriedly looked in the direction that the military vehicle had emerged from.

Wow!

In the next moment, Quentin Stark was scared absolutely witless. This was not just an ordinary military vehicle, but a tan... a TANK!

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Just as the two became a terrified mess, there was a sudden churning of helicopter propellers coming from above them.

The two raised their heads immediately and were petrified on the spot in an instant.

"Heli...the helicopters, the HELICOPTERS of the battle division!"

"One, two, three..."

Numerous helicopters from the battle division stunned these two old-timers and made them speechless.

However, their shock at the sight was about to increase exponentially.

After the helicopters of the battle division flew over, jet fighters appeared in the sky like one sharpened sword after another, slicing through dark clouds as they descended on the scene.

There were also gigantic battleships on the river next to the villas. Those massive battleships made one wonder if they were not already in the middle of a battlefield.

Wow!

Even someone at the level of Quentin Stark and Hanson Holt was shocked by the situation at hand, let alone those who were watching from the villa.

"Mili...military vehicles...tanks...helicopters...jet fighters...battleships!!!"

One hundred thousand White Coats were now in position!

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The entire vicinity of the villas was filled with them and their momentum was sky high and unstoppable.

Stupefied by the sight in front of them, all the onlookers were dumbfounded.

Were these the guns and cannons that Timothy Stuart was talking about?

Obviously not. If the Stuarts could have mobilized this kind of heavy weaponry, Wallace Liam would have disappeared from Javon a long time ago and Bruce White would not have survived until now.

There could only be one answer. These were not deployed by Timothy Stuart after all, but by...Bruce White!

This...this...this, this...

It was hard for Wallace Liam to calm the feelings he was experiencing now.

Bruce White not only had an expert King of War in his entourage, he could also mobilize such a powerful battle division.

However, just now, he was speaking loudly about giving him protection.

But now who was protecting whom? Wallace himself was the one who needed to be protected!

Today, his big talk turned out to be a source of great embarrassment to himself.

When his thoughts turned to this, Wallace Liam gave a wry smile with an awkward expression on his face as if he couldn't decide whether to laugh or to weep.

At this time, the mood of the Stuarts was understandably foul.

Looking down these icy barrels of guns and cannons, everyone invariably looked at Wallace. The Stuarts were scared spineless.

At the moment, even Timothy Stuart, who had always held himself in such high esteem, looked as if something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

At this time, Bruce White slowly waded through the crowd and came to a stop in front of Timothy Stuart nonchalantly.

"I have bullets, I have artillery, I have guns and cannons... Where are yours?" Bruce White's appearance was one of utter tranquility.

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After he heard these words, Timothy Stuart felt as if he had been slapped silly. He was ashamed, and at the same time, enraged.

He silently touched the small pistol pinned to his waist. After thinking about it for a brief moment, he decided it was better not to further embarrass himself by taking it out.

What guns? What cannons? What his opponent had was bona fide weaponry. In comparison, his little pistol was nothing more than a toy gun whose shots probably wouldn't even be heard by anyone.

The trash talk he had spouted before was now slapping him back in the face.

Right now, Timothy Stuart couldn't be any more ashamed or furious. He felt like he was immersed in icy water and all he felt was chills and more chills.

He stared at Bruce White fiercely with vicious eyes as if he wanted to jump out of his skin and swallow him whole. He said through gritted teeth, "Bruce White! I don't care who the hell you are, it's not over until the fat lady sings!

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"The battle division of the Stuarts is still alive and well. If you dare to so much as touch a hair on my head today, the Javon Battle Division will not let you off the hook!

"If you know what's good for you, let it go and I will forget about this whole thing and pretend it never happened!"