Chapter 178 Challenge
After the phone call, he smoked a cigarette outside before going back inside.
The Martin family was still discussing who should go to the review when Cormac's phone suddenly rang.
"Neil, I understand," Cormac said, hanging up the phone as the family turned to him expectantly.
Rowan asked, "Cormac, was that Neil again?"
"Yes."Cormac took a deep breath and said, "Rowan, I have good news for you. Tomorrow, the Black Dragon commander will appear at the military district to give a speech to the selected special training team members."
After saying that, Cormac jumped up excitedly, exclaiming, "The Black Dragon commander, we finally get to see the god of the military."
The Martin family was all stunned.
'The Black Dragon commander, is he coming to Neon City?' they wondered.
Chloe was also slightly dazed, thinking to herself, 'Is the mysterious Mr. Bennett also coming to Neon City?'
After his excitement, Cormac sat back down and continued, "But Neil called to say that the family review has been canceled, so I can't bring any family members this time."
Hearing this, the young members of the Martin family looked disappointed.
But thinking about how Cormac would meet the god of the military, the guardian warlord of the Summer Nation tomorrow, excitement surged through the group, and they surrounded him.
One family member asked, "Cormac, can you get me an autograph?"
Another family member requested,"Cormac, you have to tell me what the Black Dragon looks like tomorrow."
Helen glanced at Larry and thought to herself, 'What is Larry doing? Why does he suddenly need to go to the military district?'Although puzzled, she didn't dare to ask much about Larry.
Chloe was very downcast all night.In her room on the third floor of the Martin family house, Chloe lay on the bed, hands behind her head, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Larry also sat nearby, deep in thought, contemplating how to find an excuse to avoid going to the military district tomorrow.He didn't really want to go.But since coming to Neon City, Neil had helped him a lot. It would be unreasonable for him to refuse Neil's request.
After a moment, Larry walked out to the balcony, took out a cigarette, and lit it.
He then took out his phone and sent a message to Helen.
Larry: [I need to go to the military district tomorrow morning. Think of a way for me to leave temporarily without arousing Chloe's suspicion.]
Meanwhile, Helen was lying in bed, wide awake. Upon seeing the message, she quickly began brainstorming ways to help Larry.
The night passed quietly.
The next day, Cormac went to the military district early in the morning.
While the Lewis family didn't leave; they planned to stay for lunch.
Helen walked over to Chloe, her pretty face beaming with a bright smile, said, "Chloe, let's go out to have some fun. You haven't been to Neon City in years, and it has changed a lot. I'll show you around."
"Sure," Chloe replied, she indeed hadn't been to Neon City in many years.Since she was here, she might as well have some fun.
"Larry, are you coming?" Helen asked as she looked at Larry, winking her lively eyes.
Larry waved his hand slightly and said, "No, I'll pass."
"Don't worry about him," Chloe said, then pulled Helen along.
"Chloe, I want to go too," Sam said.
Several young members of the Martin family also spoke up, wanting to join.
Soon, Helen took Chloe and several young members of the Martin family out of the Martins yard.
After they had gone far, Larry left the house and drove to the military district at the Neon City Military District.
On a training ground stood hundreds of soldiers, standing as straight as willow trees..
These elite soldiers had been selected from various places to serve as trainers of the special forces.
Surrounding them were many others, their ranks ranging from high to low, from generals to soldiers.
The military district gathered tens of thousands of people.They were all patiently waiting for one person to arrive.
He was the commander of Southwild, one of the Five Great Marshals of the Summer Nation, the god of the military, the guardian warlord known as Black Dragon..
The venue, filled with tens of thousands of people, was deathly silent as time ticked by.
Before long, a Maserati drove up, slowly coming into view.
Has he arrived?Has Black Dragon arrived?
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the Maserati as it approached.
Cormac was among them, and when he saw the car, he was instantly stunned.
'Isn't that Larry's car? How did this car get to the military district?' Cormac wondered.
Around the open space was packed with soldiers, all standing closely together.
Under the countless watchful eyes, the car door opened, and a tall, ordinary-looking man stepped out.
"Salute!" a voice rang out.
Everyone instantly stood at attention, raising their right hands, middle fingers aligned with their eyebrows.Their movements were uniform and precise.
Dressed in a military uniform, Neil jogged over, stood in front of Larry, saluted, and reported, "Neil from the Neon City military district, reporting to Black Dragon commander. The special forces training team is assembled and ready for your speech."
Larry waved his hand slightly.
Then, under the gaze of many eyes, he walked to the front of the hundred people.
Cormac saw Larry, his face filled with shock and fear.
How is this possible?
He couldn't believe that Larry was the Southwild Black Dragon commander , one of the Five Great Marshals of the Summer Nation, the guardian warlord of the Summer Nation.
Larry walked over lazily.
When he appeared in front of the hundred people, his aura changed dramatically, he was no longer the lazy Larry.
At this moment, he was filled with aggressiveness.This was an aura forged in the midst of battle, an aura that made these young soldiers who had never been to the battlefield find it difficult to breathe.
These elites, selected from countless soldiers, felt like they were facing a prehistoric beast when they faced Larry.
"At ease!" a commanding, irresistible voice rang out.
The hundred people lowered their hands.
Larry remarked, "Since you have been selected for the special forces and are now members of the training team, spare no efforts in your training. In the future, the country will need you to protect it!"
Larry didn't say much.after saying this, he turned and walked away.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, he walked to the Maserati, about to open the door and get in.
"Commander!" a voice called out.
Larry stopped and turned around.
A man in his forties with dark skin, ran over, saluted, and said loudly, "Quinlan Ashford, chief instructor of the Thunderbolt Elite, reporting to the commander."
"Alright." Larry nodded slightly and said, "What is it?"
Quinlan shouted loudly, "I've long heard of your great reputation. It's said that your strength is formidable. Today, I finally get to meet you. I boldly request to spar with you and ask for your guidance."
"Are you challenging me??" Larry narrowed his eyes as he questioned him.
Neil walked over and scolded, "Quinlan, what are you doing? Stand down."
Quinlan stood his ground and shouted, "Neil, this is my wish, also the wish of all the Thunderbolt Elite members, the wish of all soldiers. The commander's legendary reputation precedes him; no one has seen his strength in person."
He turned to Larry, pleading, "Please, commander, grant my request and allow me witness your strength."
Larry slowly nodded and walked forward to the open space.
Looking at Quinlan, he placed one hand behind his back and extended the other, saying, "Make your move."
"Commander, forgive me," Quinlan replied, surging forward like a fierce eagle.
His fist transformed into claw, fingers splayed as he punched quickly. As he made his move, the sound of breaking wind echoed, filled with aggression.
Before he could get close to Larry, Quinlan's body flew backward, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Larry didn't pause, and left without saying a word; he simply walked away. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, he drove off.
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