章 6: Chapter 6: The Army Master is Furious, Everyone Fears!
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the same time as White Mitchell made his frenzied dash, Diego, inside the ruined building, was on the phone, with a cold smirk on his face.
"Sherry Jones, if you had been this sensible earlier, your mom wouldn't have had to suffer so much. Just wait for me, I'm coming over now."
Diego hung up, his peripheral vision sweeping towards the middle-aged woman who had been tormented to the point of being unrecognisable.
"Wait for my news. Once I've caught Sherry Jones, send this old hag to the west!"
Diego was overjoyed and floored the accelerator of his Ferrari, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.
In the ruined building, the middle-aged woman was on her last breath. She had heard everything Diego had said, knowing that her end was near, but she couldn't feel any relief.
She had wanted to die, more than once, but now facing death, she hesitated.
It was not out of fear, but because she failed to prevent everything from happening again.
"White, have you received the information?"
In her despair, she thought of her adopted son, whom she hadn't seen in five years. Although he was not her biological child, in her heart, there was absolutely no difference.
Sensible, filial, educated, handsome...
Like millions of other parents, she believed her child was the best in the world.
But now, on her deathbed, she felt useless and guilty.
Back then, when her son was falsely imprisoned, she was helpless.
Now, she has become a burden to her children, a pawn for others to threaten her daughter.
As a parent, she failed to provide a safe haven for her children.
She felt guilty. Guilty for not fulfilling her role as a mother, guilty for becoming a burden to her children.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything. If there is a next life, let me bear all this for you!"
She lifted her head to look at the scarred ceiling, slowly closed her eyes, and waited for death to come.
"Diego's informed us, let's do it!"
Two henchmen approached the woman; one held a knife, while the other held gasoline and a lighter.
To kill and then destroy the evidence!
They had done this kind of thing before. Throughout the year, they would help Diego dispose of such problems a few times, so they were adept at it.
"Debt must be paid, we are just doing what we are paid for. Remember, the one who wants you dead is Diego..."
Just as the henchman with the knife was about to strike, a thunderous sound suddenly emanated from the entrance of the ruined building!
The next moment, an army-green domestic Mammoth vehicle, like a gigantic cannonball, crashed in.
The massive sound instantly stunned everyone, and all were momentarily dumbfounded.
The henchman with the knife, lost and confused, inexplicably stopped his actions and stared blankly at the Mammoth vehicle.
The Mammoth vehicle, like an untamed horse, dashed forward and instantly rammed the two henchmen.
The next moment, a murderous White Mitchell jumped down from the vehicle. The moment he saw the woman, his eyes reddened, and an erupting aura burst forth.
Boom!
At that moment, the grass bowed, and the earth shook!
The aura, tempered by battles and blood, once released, was as terrifying as an apocalyptic upheaval.
"White?" The originally despairing woman, her eyes filled with blood vessels, looked towards the man who seemed to have descended from the heavens. The next moment, she blurted out, "Run, it's dangerous!"
Even at the brink of death, she was not concerned about herself, but about her son's safety. This was her instinct as a mother.
At this moment, tears of self-blame fell from White Mitchell's reddened eyes.
When he was exiled from home, he did not cry. When he was covered in injuries, he did not cry. Even when he was on the bloody battlefield, he did not cry.
But at this moment, he cried.
"Ah... Damn! Damn! Damn! You bunch of scum, all of you deserve to die!!!"
White Mitchell roared towards the sky like a beast breaking free of its cage. The earth shook, and a towering fury seemed as though it was going to burn down the sky.
"Die!"
The next second, White Mitchell clenched his fist, his aura concentrated at his fingertips, and ferociously lashed out.
In an instant, five henchmen were blasted away, not even having a chance to beg for mercy.
The air was filled with the scent of fresh blood, and the scene was as terrifying as hell.
Seeing that her son was unharmed, the woman's heart finally relaxed. Without any support, she slumped into unconsciousness. The next moment, a solid pair of shoulders held her up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ah..."
Years ago, when White Mitchell was framed and thrown into prison, he was later taken away by a mysterious person and joined the army. Over the years, he fought bravely on the battlefield and achieved numerous victories.
He also kept a watch on his adopted parents. Although they weren't living a luxurious life, they were peaceful.
Living in dangerous conditions on the border, he didn't contact his family for fear of implicating them.
But, he hadn't expected so much to happen during his 'Endless Blood Prison' mission.
His adopted father was brutally murdered, his adopted mother was abused and almost killed!
He was a man of steel, worthy of his country, but he failed his own family.
He was unworthy of being a son!
For a while, endless guilt filled his heart. The tears of a man cascaded down likes waves crashing.
Sobs...
At this moment, over a dozen patrolmen on motorcycles appeared at the entrance, looking at the scene in front of them in utter shock, standing still as if they were struck by a heavy blow.
"Someone... someone was killed?"
The patrolmen looked at each other, a shadow cast over their hearts.
Before the patrolmen could react, White Mitchell, carrying his unconscious adopted mother, approached them. His stern face seemed to be written with the words 'keep out'.
At that moment, the patrol officers subconsciously stepped back, revealing a touch of deference.
"Take me to the nearest hospital, now! Immediately!"
The words of White Mitchell at this time, were like a command, startling the patrol officers and prompting some of them to instinctively start their engines and make way for White Mitchell.
Whoo, whoo, whoo...
Along the way, the motorcycles pushed their horsepower to the limit, speeding up to the maximum. The rugged vehicle driven by White Mitchell followed wildly, and all the vehicles on the way made way!
...
"Director, no...this is bad, something...something happened!"
Meanwhile, Isaiah, who was personally commanding the traffic from the podium, trembled all over upon receiving the news from his subordinates.
"Are you all just eating and not working?" Isaiah was furious, subconsciously thinking that his subordinates had failed to protect the VIP from the War Department.
"Someone...someone has been killed!"
Wow!!!
Isaiah's head buzzed, a bone-chilling cold spread throughout his body.
Someone who could command over a hundred fighter jets to escort, had met with trouble, in his jurisdiction, and lost his life?!
"Damn it!!! Can't you even protect a single person? I'll hack you to pieces, I'll hack you to pieces!!!" Isaiah raged, his voice echoing throughout the command center.
Everyone was frightened into shivering, standing on the side, not even daring to breathe.
"No...it's not that, it's...it's the VIP, he...he killed someone!"
Huh?
Isaiah was stunned, his towering anger instantly extinguished, and even felt somewhat relieved.
But soon, Isaiah, who regained his senses, furrowed his eyebrows.
"Who was killed? Have you checked it out? Where are you now, and do you know why he killed someone?"
Before long, news came from the other end of the phone, explaining what had happened. Among them, they highlighted those who tried to commit murder and destroy evidence.
Wow!
At this moment, Isaiah finally understood why that individual chose to land at River North Airport and why he raced without hesitation.
His mother had been brutally abused and was in grave danger!
If it was himself, he would also run wildly.
At this moment, River North Traffic Command Center was enveloped by a complex mood.
On one hand, the sight of White Mitchell rushing thousands of miles, driving a fighter jet back to the country to save his mother, was touching.
On the other hand, the occurrence of such heinous crimes like kidnapping, abuse, and destruction of evidence, all within their jurisdiction in River North, brought them intense shame.
At this time, Isaiah, filled with shame, anger, and fear, dreaded the idea of meddling with members of the War Department. He felt it in his gut, White Mitchell wasn't just a simple soldier from the War Department.
Tell me, which War Department soldier would acquire the supreme honor of having hundreds of warplanes as an escort?
Thinking of this, Isaiah quickly contacted the War Department to report truthfully every detail he knew, not daring to conceal anything.
...
The Dragon Realm War Department's highest command center!
At this moment, everyone in the command center, held their breath, with their attention focused on the city of River North.
Ding!
An alert sounded, tugging at the hearts of everyone in the room.
As the chief commander of the War Department, Braxton immediately opened the message and stared fixatedly at the shocking news displayed on the screen.
At this moment, everyone's gaze was focused on the big screen.
Dead silence!
At this moment, the entire command center was enveloped in a deathly silence.
Everyone present, without exception, were rendered into a state of extreme anger and repression.
Kidnapping, abuse, destruction of evidence, and the victim was an unarmed woman!
These beasts, they really had the guts to do it!!!
All these words felt like slaps on everyone's faces.
They, as bystanders, were already infuriated, let alone White Mitchell who had to go through all this personally.
Racing thousands of miles to save his mother!
Even if it happened to an ordinary person, they could never forgive these criminals.
Let alone, it's happening to White Mitchell now.
Who was White Mitchell? He was personally appointed by the Supreme Elder as the first Army Master of the Dragon Realm War Department, the unique Supreme Master in the Dragon Realm War Department, and the person admired by thirty million passionate soldiers!
Humiliating him, is akin to slapping the face of the Dragon Realm War Department!
"They deserve to die! These scums in society, they all deserve to die! They must die! They must die!" Braxton gritted his teeth, wishing to wield his warblade and personally exterminate these scums.
Just as Braxton couldn't suppress his fury, more messages came through the communicator.
[Azure Dragon: The Supreme One has lived honorably, guiltless towards his country, guiltless to all people. This time, the Supreme One's mother has been persecuted, and the culprits must be executed. Please assign twenty thousand soldiers to go to River North!]
[Black Turtle: I am a rough person, not good at speaking. To the Supreme One, his mother is like my own. If I can't even protect my own mother, I would be too ashamed. I'm taking twenty thousand soldiers with me. All of them volunteered. If there is any punishment, I will take full responsibility when I return!]
[Vermilion Bird: I told them the news. Punish me alone if you have to, but I must go to River North!]
[White Tiger: I am going...]
...
The five War Kings, countless generals, a hundred thousand of the White Army. Message after message all pointed to River North, all pointed to White Mitchell.
Looking at these messages, Braxton's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and he was frightened: "Heaven... is falling..."
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