King's Awakening

Chapter 14: Chapter 14: King Versus King!

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

On the outskirts of the South Lake Villa District.

Johnny Atwell, the top executive of River North, asked with a serious face, “Isaiah, what do you think of Kingston’s case?”

Standing beside him was Isaiah, the director of The Patrol.

The two had been partners for a long time and understood each other well.

“How else can I look at it if not standing and watching!?”

Isaiah’s response surprised Johnny Atwell a little.

“Kingston, that bastard, is so vicious and ruthless. Even without today’s incident, I had plans to take action against him!”

“Now, with Kingston courting death himself, throwing himself at the gunpoint, he has no one to blame.”

“Not only am I going to stand and watch, but I am also going to use binoculars, all while snacking on sunflower seeds!”

As Isaiah spoke, he indeed brought out a pair of binoculars, not sure if he had the sunflower seeds in his pocket though.

Johnny Atwell’s eyes twitched; he didn’t know much about the War Department, most of what he knew he heard from Isaiah.

He knew that those backing White Mitchell were by no means ordinary people.

They were the five War Kings governing the central regions; each of them could single-handedly hold their own internationally.

Johnny Atwell only hoped now that things wouldn’t blow up too far; otherwise, it would become difficult for him, the top executive, to handle it.

“Old Johnny, people are coming out!” Isaiah, binoculars in hand, was hopping around like an excited child.

“Damn! Vincent Mill is here too? Damn has sharp eyes, he was spotted!”

Isaiah swore, his eyes glued onto the scene at the villa gate.

Johnny Atwell glanced at him and then ordered the guard behind him, “Get me a pair of binoculars as well!”

Isaiah smirked and pulled out another pair of binoculars from somewhere.

“You son of a bitch! You had a pair and you didn’t give it to me earlier!?!”

Johnny Atwell, annoyed, picked up the binoculars and looked towards the villa.

At this moment, on Kingston’s side, over a thousand people gathered, the atmosphere was dynamic.

Some in neat suits, some casual, some masked their true selves, some blatantly aggressive.

It was pretty clear that people from all walks of life in River North were present.

Everyone in River North knew there were three untouchables in River North City; authority, military, and the third was none other than Kingston!

The people at the scene were the best proof of not provoking Kingston.

No matter who you are, black or white, Kingston always had a way to target you, making it impossible for you to survive in River North.

“Father, save me, save me, kill him, kill him!!!”

The humiliated Diego, as soon as he saw Kingston, began to scream and shout as if his courage was bolstered.

“Shut up!”

Kylin behind White Mitchell slapped him directly, in front of Kingston, without any hesitation.

“A piece of garbage who went to jail, dares to touch my son? You’re courting death!”

Kingston squinted his hawk-like eyes, puffing on his cigar, his tone was both mocking and angry.

The next moment, seven or eight strong men from Kingston’s side volunteered bravely, “Kingston, it’s only a nobody, we will handle it!”

Kingston nodded, and then, those seven or eight sturdy men charged directly at White Mitchell.

Boom!

Just at this moment, three brutal figures suddenly appeared, promptly neutralizing those seven or eight sturdy men.

The sturdy men were scattered and lying on the ground, their expressions painful.

Immediately after, Vincent Mill’s figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

“Vincent Mill?”

Kingston squinted, and a ruthless light spread in his eyes.

The two generations of kings from River North gathered, poised for a head-on confrontation!

This is the first time in the history of River North.

Everyone is eagerly anticipating whether it will be the establishment of the new king or the resurgence of the old one.

“Kingston, my Mill Family…”

Before Vincent Mill could finish his sentence, Kingston shakes his head, “Vincent Mill, I’ve allowed you to hang on for a few years out of respect. Do you really think you’re important?”

“You!” The sudden chill on Vincent Mill’s face, “Alright then! Let’s unveil the truth under our hands!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the three elders brought by Vincent Mill stepped forward, revealing their grand aura.

“Giovanni Mill of the Mill Family is ready to learn from the Sabir family master!”

“Enzo Mill of the Mill Family is ready to learn from the Sabir family master!” “Milo Mill of the Mill Family is ready to learn from the Sabir family master!” Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The three peak martial artists exude an aura of grandeur that belies their age.

“Hehe… White Mitchell, is Vincent Mill the only support you can rely on?”

Facing the three martial artists brought by Vincent Mill, Kingston smirked.

Just as White Mitchell was about to speak, Vincent Mill cut in, “Kingston, don’t be arrogant! River North is not your backyard!”

“Hehe… Foolish! As long as I, Kingston, am in River North, it will always be the territory of my Sabir family! You, Vincent Mill, are nothing in my eyes!” Boom!

As soon as the words fell, five elderly men behind Kingston stood up.

They were steady and incredibly ferocious!

They were also peak martial artists!

Five versus three!

Vincent Mill’s expression became grave instantly.

Boom!

The next moment, the eight masters struck fiercely, fists meeting flesh, their killing intent soaring.

“Ahhhh…”

But, in less than a minute, all three representatives from the Mill family were defeated.

This was a domineering victory for Kingston in this confrontation between two generations of kings!

Seeing this, Vincent Mill’s face sunk to the extreme.

He had initially thought that with their three martial artists, they could at least put up a decent fight even if they couldn’t win.

But to his surprise, they were completely suppressed and did not even have a chance to retaliate.

“White, I’ve done as much as I can. As you can see, even with my abilities, I’m no match for Kingston.”

“Later, I’ll hold off Kingston. You should take the chance to leave with Beryl, leave River North, and never return as long as Kingston remains in power!”

Vincent Mill took a deep breath, a determined glint in his eyes. But even with his last-ditch effort, he knew it was hopeless.

He had thought of letting the situation drag on, but he couldn’t bear it. Rather than die a slow death, he would risk everything in a final attempt.

But now, defeated and proven no match for Kingston.

At this point, all he hoped for was that his daughter could escape, the further away the better!

“Run! Go! Run fast!”

Vincent Mill roared, knowing his era was over. He locked his gaze on Kingston, ready for the fight to the death.

But right now, Kingston, with an icy glare as hard as steel, was ready for the kill, his ruthless aura radiating outwards.

His five elderly companions understood his meaning and instantly blocked the path of retreat.

In an instant, five rampaging auras zeroed in on White Mitchell.

Kingston, with his cigar, takes one step forward.. As the aura of peak martial artist spread, he stared at White Mitchell with a cold gaze, “Run? After injuring my son, do you think you can get away?