I Am the Ruler of All

At this moment, everyone's hair immediately rose up. The soldiers from Coliree Island dressed as guards all reached for their
lower backs at the same time.
Even Lancer, who was monitoring the audience in secret on the second floor, rushed out swiftly. However, the reaction speed of
human beings was not as fast as the speed of bullets after all.
In an instant, a gunshot rang out.
Bang!
"Ah!" Everyone screamed and dived toward the ground. For a moment, chaos ensued.
At the same time as the gunshot sounded, Reene got up with extraordinary reaction speed and leaped in front of Kingsley, where
the bullet shot directly into her chest.
In an instant, bright red blood spread all over her white outfit like a blooming flower.
"Reene!" Kingsley’s eyes widened, and he yelled fiercely with an infuriated look, "I want him alive!"
With that order, the guards in black suits next to him all drew their guns at an alarming rate.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
A burst of gunshots sounded, and all the bullets were aimed at the waiter’s limbs.
This was the fighting style of Coliree warriors. First, they'd halt the opponent’s ability to move, and second, prevent the opponent
from activating any forms of explosives.
In the blink of an eye, the waiter's limbs were already shot to pieces, and he fell to the ground.

A soldier rushed forward in an instant and broke the man's jaw with a kick. This was to prevent him from taking poison and
committing suicide. It was also a conventional means of dealing with other prisoners of war and spies.
Everyone in the area was dumbfounded and shocked beyond words at the sight.
Are these people the security guards of the Coliree Group?
Their marksmanship was comparable to that of special forces soldiers.
At this time, Lancer had also rushed into the hall before he commanded aloud, "Team One! Suppress the enemy and bring him
to Building No. 17 to be imprisoned. Be careful. Team Two and Team Three. Block off the entire Building No. 1 and strictly
investigate any other enemies in the area. Not even a fly is allowed to get out. Everyone else, escort Miss Wynn to the hospital
immediately."
After all the arrangements were completed, he came to Kingsley's side and whispered, "Boss, it was my mistake."
Kingsley's eyes were blood red, and he gritted his teeth while saying, "Don't let that person die; I will personally punish him."
At this moment, Reene, who was in his arms, spat out another mouthful of blood. Her pretty face was pale and bloodless, and
her breathing gradually weakened.
Kingsley sealed the two major meridians around her wound one after another, then whispered, "Reene, don't be afraid. I have
stopped the bleeding for you, and you will be fine..."
"I'm not afraid..." Reene tried her best to offer a smile, and she was still comforting Kingsley. "I’m fine... Cough... Don't worry..."
Seeing that her snow-white outfit had been dyed red with blood, Kingsley felt his heart constricted in so much pain that he could
hardly breathe. When they went out this morning, she even asked for his opinion about the dress.
Kingsley, what do you think of this dress? Does it look good on me?

That excited smile was still clearly visible in his mind, but at this time, she was dying in his arms...
"Boss, the car is already parked at the door. You can take Miss Wynn to the hospital immediately."
It was the first time Lancer saw Kingsley looking so sad yet angry.
His voice trembled slightly with fear as he said, "Miss Wynn's shot is right in her chest. She needs to have an immediate
operation. It's better to be sent to the hospital within 10 minutes."
Everyone in the Larson Familyalso came to the front, and Cecilia burst into tears in anxiety. "It takes nearly half an hour to go to
the nearest hospital that is Hill Crest Hospital. U-Unless there are cars to open the way and green light all the way, then it is
possible to arrive within 10 minutes. "
The realization dawned on everyone at once.
Kingsley roared, "Find me cars to open the way right now!"
Will, who was standing at the side, saw that the opportunity to make a name for himself had come, so he quickly volunteered. "I
came in an Aston Martin DB11, and I can drive. Nobody will dare to hit my car!"
The chairman of Sunrise Corporation also exclaimed, "My car is a Maybach, and I can also drive."
When ordinary people saw such luxury cars on the road, they tended to avoid the cars for fear of accidentally scratching them
and losing years of salaries to pay for the scratches. So, driving luxury cars would be even more effective than driving police
cars.
As soon as these two people spoke, the other bosses understood what was going on, and they all spoke up.
"I drive a Bugatti, so I can drive and open up the road."
"I drive a Maserati, so I can drive too."

"I drive a Rolls-Royce, and I can drive too."