Yet none of the gangsters or killers noticed the Battle Dragon Troops while they were in hiding. Based on the Battle Dragon Troops’ camouflage uniform alone, they were experts in ambushing their enemies. Even Gunter was slightly surprised. He realized he might have fallen into a trap, a sinkhole that slowly consumed him. It was too late to turn back now. The massive battle would break out at any moment and there was nothing he could do to stop it. The Dragon’s Edge scattered and formed a defensive formation about Kaze, protecting him while engaging the other killers. The Battle Dragon Troops closed in from the outside while taking down as many gangsters as they could. Before they knew it, the gangsters and killers were surrounded, sandwiched by the soldiers from inside out. The one-sided massacre happened as expected but it was Gunter’s men who fell victim. The bodies piled up swiftly and ceaseless cries sounded one after another. As the hellish scene unfolded befor
Mosiah said, “Are you hinting at me to not kill you? Fine, I’ll believe you for now.” Then, he took a step forward. The step felt light and weightless but when his foot touched the ground, his body leaned forward and along with the motion, he threw himself at Draco. Like a flying bullet, Mosiah moved at extreme speed. In just a split second, he appeared before Draco with a straightforward punch. His punch was faster than his body, creating a sonic boom in the air. From the center of his fist, an invisible vortex formed, tearing the air around it fiercely. If the punch landed, it could easily blast an ordinary man into pieces. “Hmm?” Draco curled his lips in surprise. Although he thought Mosiah was quite cocky, he had to admit that the man was the real deal and not just an empty show-off. At the same time, Draco put his foot forward and tipped against the ground. Using the slight momentum from his foot, his body shifted to the left right before Mosiah’s punch cou
Bang! Mosiah’s body, covered in blood, crashed on the ground. The point of impact left a massive crater behind and the cracks further extended outward. “Aaargh!” Under everyone’s horrified gaze, including Gunter, Mosiah groaned in pain. His arm literally exploded into bits and pieces. His body was badly damaged like a boulder hit him right in the chest. Blood spread across his body, resembling a web of cracks on his face and torso. “Mosiah!” Gunter growled loudly. His most valuable man was beaten up with just one punch, leaving the arm torn and his body badly damaged. The pain must be excruciating and it was not something an ordinary man could handle. Even Mosiah, a seasoned veteran who had seen life and death on the battlefield, could not do anything else but groan in pain like an ordinary person. “Your body is badly damaged. Even if you can survive this, you will be crippled. Why don’t I end your misery?” Draco said as he strolled over to Mosiah. “Kill me!”
“This is over! It’s over!” As the gangsters and killers surrendered, the other Powell family members were horrified. Their hands and feet turned cold and their faces turned ashen. No matter how stupid they were, they finally realized this whole thing was a trap set specifically for them. It was to wipe out the entire Powell family and its branches at one go. They were the stupid ones who stepped into the trap willingly. “No! Fuck!” Gunter shouted at the top of his lungs, his expression ferocious. His Three Great Legati were killed. The other men whom he brought from Glowmoss were targeted and wiped out. Almost ten thousand gangsters and killers were either killed or surrendered. It was not exaggerating to say that Gunter had lost everything. He had nothing left but himself and it was all because of Kaze. The live-in husband and son-in-law whom everyone looked down upon was a master hunter, pretending to be the prey to lure them in. When Gunter realized it, it w
“Bro, that old bastard is calling for help!” Conan spotted Gunter talking on his phone and quickly reported it to Kaze. Kaze raised his hand and smirked. “It’s fine. Let him call whoever he wants. We are done with the appetizer, let’s move on to the main course.” Eliminating Zion Mercenaries in Arcadia was Kaze’s true goal. If it was just to deal with some gangsters and killers, he would not have requested the Dragon’s Edge and the Battle Dragon Troops to be involved. Therefore, he simply turned a blind eye to Gunter calling for help and continued to ‘cleanse’ the battlefield. “On your knees!” “Put the gun away and let me see your hands!” The soldiers quickly suppressed and subdued the remaining nine thousand surviving gangsters and killers, forcing them to raise their hands in the air. There were almost ten thousand of them but only a few hundred died, less than one percent of the number. Yet one percent was all it needed for the army of gangsters to surrender, whi
Zion Mercenaries adopted the foreign legion’s system. The mercenaries would only take commands from their direct superior. Even though Gunter was the chief instructor, the mercenaries only complied with Ezekiel's commands. Therefore, when Gunter saw Ezekiel, he made his best offer, attempting to coax his nephew. He did whatever he could to maximize the chances of him escaping alive. Looking at his uncle who looked horrified and clutched to him as if he was a lifeline, Ezekiel was slightly disappointed. His uncle had lost it. The man was no longer the chief instructor who ruled with an iron fist. However, no matter what became of Gunter, Ezekiel was determined to take him away. His uncle could help him take control of the Powell family and he could inherit the connections and resources of the Glowmoss military. He nodded at Gunter and then went over to Kaze. “Hold it right there!” the captain of Dragon’s Edge bellowed. Ezekiel stopped several meters away from Kaze. H
If Kaze had the confidence to say it, then it meant that he was prepared to take out Zion Mercenaries. Otherwise, he would not be so calm and composed as if he had already won. “Kaze Lee, you can’t!” Morgana, the governor, shouted, “They are foreign visitors who came to our country via legitimate means. Some of them are security guards, some of them work for big companies, and some even work for foreign trust funds! “If you go after them, it will cause a series of diplomatic problems! The other countries will never let this go!” She was right. It was almost impossible for so many foreign visitors to stay in Arcadia without legitimate means, or else they would have to live like rats in the sewer without a life. Therefore, the mercenaries were safe as the authorities, or Kaze in this case, had no valid reasons to kill them, at least openly. The way Morgana called the mercenaries foreign visitors and talked about Arcadia being pressured by other countries made Kaze sick.
Maximizing profit and gains was the way of the mercenaries. After Ezekiel clearly expressed the intention of working together to earn money, what other reasons did Kaze have to move against them? It would do Kaze no good at all. “Well then, Mr. Lee, can we leave?” Ezekiel asked with a smile. Kaze emotionlessly answered, “No.” “What is the meaning of this, Mr. Lee?” Ezekiel’s confident smile froze. He looked at Kaze with furrowed brows. Why would Kaze refuse to let them go? Ezekiel had made it clear, yet Kaze refused to cooperate. Kaze ignored Ezekiel’s question. He stood with his hands behind his back and said without looking back, “Draco, tell him. Do I, Kaze Lee, have the right to represent Arcadia to wage war against Glowmoss?” After the words escaped his mouth, Draco stepped forward and under everyone’s curious gaze, he removed his ridiculous sunglasses. The moment he showed his face, Gunter, Ezekiel, Morgana, Neegan, and everyone else was astonished. “D-Dra