Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 354: 354: The Furious Kylan Taylor_1

Translator: 549690339

News of Old Master Mike Taylor being imprisoned would surely set the entire Capital City ablaze!

As the most ruthless of the Taylor family, Kylan Taylor could not tolerate this!

At his single call, countless people gathered at the Taylor family’s Estate!

These people included martial artists as well as local law enforcement!

Looking around, there were over a hundred martial artists alone!

Furthermore, more than half of them were top-tier martial artists above the realm of Grandmaster!

Such a large-scale gathering had probably never been seen before!

Hundreds of people stood in the Taylor family’s manor, all waiting for Kylan Taylor’s command.

Kylan Taylor, holding a cigar, coldly said: “Whoever fucking dares to stop me, I’ll kill!”

“Yes!”

All the martial artists shouted loudly, shaking the heavens!

“Rumble, rumble…”

One after another, helicopters slowly approached from the distance, stopping inside the manor.

A row of luxury cars was even more extensive than the other, showing great strength!

Kylan Taylor and the others took the lead in boarding the helicopters, heading towards North Province Island in grand fashion!

At this moment, Ivan Dillon didn’t know what had happened.

As the absolute ruler of North Province Island, Ivan Dillon was almost equivalent to a local king.

As long as he didn’t provoke the people from Capital City, Ivan Dillon could enjoy just about everything.

But he never expected his nephew to get him into trouble.

The helicopter passed through the sky and slowly descended to the North Province Island’s central office building.

As soon as they touched down, Kylan Taylor stepped off the helicopter.

At his side, there were dozens of martial artists, all of whom were waiting for Kylan Taylor’s orders.

Kylan Taylor blew out a smoke ring and then strode towards the office.

The security guards in the office were stunned by this scene.

They hurriedly approached, whispering: “Sir, who are you looking for?”

“Get lost!” Kylan Taylor slapped him aside with a single stroke.

“Sir, this is Ivan Dillon’s place; don’t get yourself in trouble!” A security guard braced himself to speak.

Kylan Taylor sneered: “Ivan Dillon? Who do you think he is? Get lost!”

People rushed all around, unstoppable!

All the top martial artists in the office combined could not block their path!

Upstairs, in the office.

A man in white, bald and leisurely sipping tea, looked down at the scene outside the window, feeling very satisfied.

Just then, Ivan Dillon’s secretary rushed in, flustered and panicked.

“Mr. Dillon, we have a problem!” The secretary gasped for breath.

Ivan Dillon furrowed his brows, asking: “What’s the matter, you’re all flustered?”

The secretary swallowed, saying: “A group of people just came downstairs and started attacking everyone they saw!”

“Oh?” Ivan Dillon raised an eyebrow.

“Send the security team to handle it,” Ivan Dillon didn’t take the matter seriously, as there were always reckless people every year.

The secretary wryly smiled: “The security team… was completely outmatched.”

Hearing this, Ivan Dillon’s face changed dramatically.

It was no small matter that even his elite security guards, consisting of several Grandmasters, were no match for the attackers!

Who the heck were these people?

“Who’s leading them?” Ivan Dillon put down his cup of tea and asked urgently.

“Me!”

At that moment, the office door was kicked open.

Kylan Taylor, tall and muscular, swaggered into the room.

Upon seeing Kylan Taylor, Ivan Dillon’s face turned extremely ugly!

This was the eldest son of the Taylor family! One of the real power holders in the family!

“Mr… Mr. Taylor, what brings you here, with such a show of force…” Ivan Dillon hurriedly approached.

Kylan Taylor coldly eyed Ivan Dillon and said: “Why am I here? Ivan Dillon, you’re really living it up now, huh?”

Ivan Dillon, somewhat puzzled, said: “Mr… Mr. Taylor, I don’t understand what you’re talking about!”

“Don’t understand?” A flash of icy coldness appeared in Kylan Taylor’s eyes, and then he slapped Ivan Dillon across the face!

The domineering ruler of North Province Island, in full view of everyone, was slapped twice!

Most importantly, Ivan Dillon didn’t dare fight back!

“Arrest him!” Kylan Taylor coldly ordered.

Two Grandmasters immediately stepped forward, reaching out to grab Ivan Dillon’s neck and pressing him onto the table.

Ivan Dillon was horrified; he desperately said: “Mr. Taylor, even if you want to kill me, you have to give me a reason. I… I really don’t know where I offended you…”

“Don’t know?” Kylan Taylor stepped forward and grabbed Ivan Dillon’s hair with one hand.

“My dad is being held captive on your North Province Island, and you say you don’t know about it?” Kylan Taylor said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Ivan Dillon was almost scared to death!

Old Master Taylor had encountered trouble on North Province Island? How could this be?

“Mr. Taylor, I swear this matter has nothing to do with me. I… I’ll investigate right now, okay?” Ivan Dillon anxiously said.

Kylan Taylor sneered: “It’s too late! I’ll find the person myself.”

“As for you, be more careful in your next life.” Kylan Taylor smirked.

Ivan Dillon’s face turned extremely pale. In desperation, he shouted at his secretary: “What’s going on? Why wasn’t I told when Old Master Taylor came to North Province Island? Also, who laid hands on Old Master Taylor? I’ll skin them alive!”

The secretary opened his mouth and softly said: “Your nephew, Brandon Lee, just kidnapped an old man. I don’t know if it’s Old Master Taylor or not…”

Nephew?

Ivan Dillon wanted to die!

At this rate, even jumping into the Yellow River couldn’t clear his name!

“Your nephew kidnapped my dad and wants me to apologize to him. Ivan Dillon, you’re something else,” Kylan Taylor squinted his eyes as he said.

Just as Ivan Dillon was about to speak, Kylan Taylor landed a kick on his calf!

With a “crack” sound, Ivan Dillon’s calf bent backward at an unnatural angle!

“Ahh!!” Ivan Dillon roared in pain.

“No shouting!” Kylan Taylor coldly reproached.

Ivan Dillon bit down on his teeth, enduring the pain.

“Mr… Mr. Taylor, can you give me a chance? I’ll go settle the score with him right now!” Ivan Dillon said with a stiff upper lip.

“Even if you want to kill me, shouldn’t you find Old Master Taylor first?”

Kylan Taylor coldly glanced at Ivan Dillon and snorted: “Fine, I’ll let you live a few more minutes.”

“Go find the person right now!” Kylan Taylor roared.

The two Grandmasters at his side immediately released Ivan Dillon.

Ivan Dillon quickly took out his phone and called Morales.

“Did you guys kidnap an old man?” Ivan Dillon asked urgently.

Morales on the other end of the line replied: “Yes, it was your nephew who told us to do it, Mr. Dillon. What’s wrong?”

Ivan Dillon clenched his teeth in anger and said: “Where is he now!”

“In the warehouse by the shore,” Morales said.

Ivan Dillon quickly hung up the phone.

His lips trembling, he looked at Kylan Taylor and said: “Mr. Taylor, I… I’m going to find Old Master Taylor right now…”