The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“Stop! I don’t have any malicious intentions!” Leonard, who had bruises all over his body, walked out of the car with his arms
raised.
A hundred meters away, three speeding cars came charging behind him.
He shot a quick glance behind him before focusing on the sturdy man standing on top of his beloved car. “I have very important
information to tell Mr. Lynch. Those people are here to kill me off before I can do that!”
Tres looked at him indifferently. After a moment of hesitation, he raised his right hand and gave a wave in front of him.
In the next second, three other figures appeared from the building like arrows from a bow. With a loud crash, the three speeding
cars were now overturned with their wheels rotating in midair.
“H-H-How strong!”
Seeing how the three young men overturned the speeding cars, Leonard could not help letting out a gasp. At the same time, he
was relieved that he was not the victim.
Tres slightly crouched as he asked with a sharp look in his eyes, “What’s the information?”
...
At Station No. 3 in Paramount, which was two streets away from the State Capital, the government workers would pass by the
police station every day when they were heading to work.
Hence, the members of Station No. 3 were well-equipped elites, whether it was for their image or if it was actually necessary.
Around noon, a police car slowly stopped at the entrance of the station, but the weird occurrence was that a military truck was
right behind it.
Before it came to a complete halt, a police officer ran out of the station immediately with a gun in his hands.
All this while, Jacob was looking out of the car window indifferently.
Two young policemen got out of the car swiftly; one of them quickly opened the rear door after taking a few steps. With fear in his
eyes, he looked at Jacob, who was seated comfortably in the car.
“We’ve arrived. Please get out now,” he croaked weakly.

Jacob arched his eyebrows at him.
“Cadet 73145, why isn’t the suspect cuffed?” the gunned policeman barked.
Suspect?
A cold expression flitted across Jacob’s eyes.
“Sir, I-I-I forgot!” the policeman replied, standing up straight.
The gunned policeman walked over – he was a Second Class Superintendent.
“You forgot? Submit a report confessing your mistakes 15 minutes later!” he bellowed. Then, he looked at Jacob and raised his
right hand. “Cuff him up!”
Jacob narrowed his eyes coldly. “If you have a death wish, you can try that.”
With that, the temperature of the air seemed to drop a few degrees.
Feeling his killing intent, the Second Class Superintendent narrowed his eyes.
After a moment of silence, he commanded with an arched eyebrow. “Bring him in!”
With that, he left.
Well, at least he knows his place, Jacob thought. The killing intent disappeared in his eyes as he walked into the police station
under everyone’s vigilant gazes.
On the second floor of the police station, Jaylen smiled and requested in a lofty manner, “Mr. Monty, I’d like to speak to that
person.”
“No problem!” The chief of the police station nodded with a smile. “Let alone speak to him, you can even teach him a lesson if
you’d like. There’s no problem at all!”
“Oh, no, that can’t be appropriate.” Jaylen shook his head. “I can’t possibly do anything that puts you in a tight spot.”
The police chief paused before nodding with a smile. “Don’t worry, Mr. Mondez, I’ll make sure that everything is perfect. Don’t
worry about giving me any problems.”