I Am the Ruler of All

Those security guards knew that Zayne was Jeffred Church, the hospital director’s eldest son.
As soon as they heard that Zayne had spoken, all of them immediately approached Kingsley.
"Boy! You f*cking don't know anything, do you? How dare you make trouble in Hill Crest Hospital protected by me?"
The head of the group was a muscular man with a hideous scar that ran across his entire face. It was obvious that he was not
someone one could offend. He put the electric baton on his shoulder, struck it up and down, and said ruthlessly, "You f*cking
dare to make trouble in the place where I, Scarface Louie, am at? Are you f*cking tired of living?"
Looking at Scarface Louie's bulging muscles, Zayne waved his fists excitedly and thundered, "Louie! This kid is actually capable.
Last time, he injured Dr. Lynch. If you take him down, I will ask my dad to give you a 50% raise in your salary."
Hearing this, Scarface Louie and the men behind him all became enthusiastic.
Scarface Louie smirked and said to Kingsley, "Brat, it seems that I have to thank you. If you didn't hurt Dr. Lynch last time, how
would Director Church hire us to be here with a high salary?"
As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and pointed the electric baton at Kingsley. "Since you have our gratitude, I will give you a
chance. Kneel down and apologize to Zayne, and I will spare you the pain of the flesh."
Zayne immediately raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Yes, if you kneel down and bow three times to me, I can spare your life
for the time being."
Seeing that Kingsley was still standing there motionless, Scarface Louie snorted coldly. "Hey, we can do it the easy way or the
hard way, you know!"
"Yes! Louie! Go straight on and take this kid down!" Zayne cursed as he stomped his feet.
"Since this trash is so shameless, let's show him what we got."

Watching the two of them shouting together, Kingsley remained still. His eyes were extremely cold, but there was hardly any
emotion on his face.
"My eldest sister is in surgery, so I don't want to kill anyone at the door of her operating room. I will give you one last chance. Get
out of here immediately."
His voice was flat, but it was full of killing intent.
Feeling the cold murderous aura, Scarface Louie shook his head a little unnaturally, then laughed drily. In a stern voice, he said,
"Haha, haha. Boy, how dare you act boldly in front of me when your death is imminent? Aren't you afraid I will chop off your little
arms and legs?"
Kingsley narrowed his eyes slightly. "If you could, feel free to try it."
"F*ck? You dare to taunt me?" Scarface Louie was completely furious by now. "Today, I will show you my strength!"
While speaking, he waved his hand and shouted to the men behind him who were wearing their security hats crookedly, "You
guys! Take him down!"
As soon as the words fell, those vicious young men slowly approached Kingsley with their batons swaying.
Zayne excitedly punched twice in the air and bellowed, "F*ck! Since you dare to stand in the way of my future, I have to let you
know what it means to be powerful!"
The doctors and nurses who were watching all knew that Scarface Louie was a ruthless character, so they covered their eyes
and dared not look on directly for fear of seeing the tragic scene of Kingsley's blood spurting out on the spot.
Then, an elderly doctor tried to persuade in a low voice, saying, "Young man, take a step back and calm down. I think you should
apologize to Dr. Church."
Hearing this, Zayne immediately looked angry and said displeasedly, "Professor Gershwin, this matter has nothing to do with
you. You'd better mind your own business."

Immediately, several young doctors echoed after him.
"That's right! Since this kid dares to provoke Dr. Church, he deserves to be beaten up. What are you trying to do?"
"Professor Gershwin, you should stay quiet. You are so old. Why are you still talking so much?"
"You..." Alan Gershwin's gray beard shook with anger, and his voice trembled slightly. "For the benefit of the sick, we must
practice with warmth, sympathy, and understanding. Are people like you worthy of being doctors?"
"F*ck, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Scarface Louie glared at Alan. "Do you want to taste my fists too?"
Alan pointed at Scarface Louie and scolded, "The hospital is a sacred place to save and heal the wounded. How can you
reckless people stay here and abuse this place?"
As soon as Professor Gershwin's voice fell, Scarface Louie suddenly threw the electric baton at him.
Bang!
A muffled sound echoed as the electric baton smashed hard on Alan's forehead.
In an instant, a stream of blood slowly trickled out from his gray hair, flowed along his temples, and dripped to the ground. What
a shocking sight!