Military Lord of the White Coats

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

While Bruce White was anxiously rushing toward Javon.

A flurry of slaps rang out from an old building situated in the Javon outskirts.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"F*ck! You old hag! You dared to steal my phone? You even dared to attempt suicide? Are you in such a rush to see your dead husband? F*ck! F*cking old hag!"

A middle-aged woman was kneeling on the ground. Her face was covered in wounds. Some of her teeth have also been knocked out.

It was not hard to tell from her scabbed toes and wound-covered body that she had gone through inhumane torture more than once.

"You beasts!" The middle-aged woman forced the words out through what little teeth she had left.

"Oh? You're talking back? Pull out her fingernails!"

"Remember, take a video and send it to that b*tch, Brianne Taylor."

"Tell her that she can prepare to collect this old hag's corpse tomorrow if she still refuses to show herself!"

Jordan Stuart laughed coldly, then turned around. The next moment, a bunch of gangsters surrounded the middle-aged woman. They grabbed a pair of blood-coated pliers and pressed the middle-aged woman's hand onto the floor.

"Ahh-" They heard a shrill scream. The middle-aged woman fainted.

"Mr. Stuart, she fainted. Do we continue?" a gangster asked after coming to Jordan Stuart's side.

"Tsh! Who does she think she is? She dares to attempt suicide? Splash some alcohol on her to wake her up, then continue with the video!"

Jordan Stuart spat, then left the rundown building without even turning back to look at the woman.

Beep!

Jordan Stuart soon received a video on his phone. It was a video of the middle-aged woman getting tortured by the gangsters.

Jordan Stuart swiped past the video, slightly amused. He sent it to Brianne Taylor.

"Brianne Taylor, be a good girl and climb into my bed if you don't want your mother to die!"

Jordan Stuart got onto a Ferrari after he sent the message. There was a woman in heavy make-up in the car.

"Mr. Stuart, is everything done? Is it time for us to..." This woman's voice was sexy and flirtatious. She ran her slender fingers along Jordan's chest like a cat asking for love.

Jordan Stuart glanced at her but he could not stop thinking about Brianna Taylor. He instantly lost interest in that woman.

…

Javon was unbearably hot in September. The air was scorching. Every breath seemed capable of causing a person's lungs to burn.

Bruce White, who was in a fighter jet, was already feeling as heavy and suppressed as the weather.

"Almighty, is it you? Is it really you?" An elated voice suddenly rang out from the fighter jet's communication device.

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Bruce White was not surprised by the sudden ring of his communications device. Hacking into the communication system was too easy for this person on the other end of the line.

"Dark, you're right. It's me," Bruce White answered slowly. His voice was extremely captivating. Then, he heard weeping on the other end of the line.

"Almighty! That's great! Everyone is awaiting your return. Some people say that you were dead but we didn't believe it. Everyone is really looking forward to your return.

"I'll go and notify them immediately."

The voice on the other end of the line disappeared without waiting for Bruce White's response. The call had been connected through a special channel. Bruce could not call the person back even if he wanted to.

Sometime later, various communications equipment from around the world received the same message.

"Almighty has returned. He's going to Javon. Those who still think of themselves as White Coats are to gather there!"

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Boom!

A moment later, battles all over the globe started to intensify!

"Sky God of War, have you gone mad? Do you think that I do not dare to fight you to the death?" On a battlefield on the eastern side of the Western Continent, the boss of a group of mercenaries had a glint in his eyes as he wielded a blade in hand.

The battle had reached a stalemate before this and probably required at least a month to be resolved. However, the Heaven God of War suddenly advanced his army and applied massive pressure on the mercenary group. All of the God of War's soldiers seemed to have lost regard for their lives. They were manically assaulting the mercenaries and destroyed the mercenaries' defenses in an instant.

"Those who obstruct me shall die!"

The Heaven God of War's eyes turned cold as he charged forward. The morale of the mercenary group instantly crumbled as they scattered in defeat.

"Madman! All of you are madmen! I will not participate in this insanity with all of you!"

The boss of the mercenary group escaped in a flurry. He whipped out his phone and frantically made a call. "It's gone to sh*t! 'Heaven' from the White Coat Battle Division just tried to pit his life against mine. You guys have to be careful!"

Soon after, a voice rang out on the opposite end of the line, "F*ck! 'Earth' from the White Coat Battle Division did the same! Just what is going on?"

"What did you just say? 'Earth' did the same?"

Gasp!!!

The boss of the mercenary group gasped. The White Coat Battle Division had four Gods of War, namely Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow. Two of them attacked at the same time?

"Did someone f*cking provoke them?" the boss of the mercenary group demanded.

"Who the f*ck knows! They are all anxious as though they need to rush off somewhere. They even left without cleaning up the battlefield!" The voice on the other side of the line was also very startled.

"Wait a minute. Let's talk later. Let me take a look at the black market first!" The boss of the mercenary group quickly entered a secret URL into his phone and accessed a mysterious website.

[Breaking News! Langdon's Black God of War abandoned her disguise and fought the Shadow Butcher head-on, successfully killing the butcher!!!"

"Um…"

The boss of the mercenary group was startled when he saw this piece of news.

The Black God of War, who was ranked third out of the Four Great Gods of War, specialized in assassinations and gathering information. She would never face off against her enemies head-on. In the past, the enemies that she killed all died without ever seeing what she looked like.

Yet now, the Black God of War had abandoned her disguise and fought her enemy head-on?

What did that mean?

It meant that the Black God of War did not want to waste her time with the enemy. That was why she gave up on hiding!

What exactly was going on? What could alarm Langdon's Heaven, Earth, and Black Gods of War at the same time?

A moment later, the boss of the mercenary group trembled. He exclaimed in surprise, "This is bad! There's still the Yellow God of War!"

The boss of the mercenary group frantically dialed a number but it would not go through.

It was over!

The boss of the mercenary group was dumbfounded. He had formed an alliance with several other mercenary groups. The other party would answer his calls.

The fact that his call could not go through meant that the other party might have met with misfortune!

The four Gods of War of Langdon's strongest battle division, the White Coat Battle Division, had taken action at the same time. They had completed their missions at lightning speed.

"What on earth happened? Who can tell me what on earth happened?!!!" the boss of the mercenary group roared. A heavy sense of unease coiled around his heart, suffocating him.

At the same time, news of what happened in the various major battlefields spread quickly.

The expressions of the various world leaders turned serious as they read through the reports in front of them.

"Investigate! Find out exactly what happened at Langdon. Why are the members of the White Coat Battle Division acting like maniacs!"

The world leaders immediately issued an order. Soon, an important piece of information appeared in front of them.

[A fighter jet from the White Coat Battle Division that vanished for a year is suspected to have been spotted near an island. Currently, that fighter jet has entered the Langdon airspace!]

Whoosh!

The repercussions of this piece of news were massive. The various world leaders started to become uneasy.

That man was back!

The man hailed as the strongest Military Lord in the world was back!

From now on, some people were destined to live the rest of their lives in unease!

At this moment, another scene was playing out in the control tower of the Javon International Airport.

"What kind of joke is this? Who's coming? Is he that influential? I have to empty a runway for him?"

The person in charge of the airport's control tower, Matthew Falls, grumbled. He clearly did not think too much of the situation.

"Sir, I've verified it with the higher-ups. A fighter jet is going to land at our airport. Why don't we just follow instructions..." the intern who was in charge of communications said meekly.

Matthew Falls glared at her, "What fighter jet? What higher-ups? We are a civilian airport! How can a fighter jet come here? Are you stupid? Moreover, my uncle is the deputy general manager of this airport yet I didn't receive the news. Can you possibly be more well-informed than me?"

The intern did not dare to speak. She turned around quietly, then spoke into the receiver apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir.. My manager doesn't approve of your landing at our airport."