The Supreme Soldier in the City-Chapter 476 - 486 Conflict

At this moment, those people also saw John Brown and his group. Seven men approached them, and one of them, with a smile on his face, said to Martin Miller, "Captain Johnson, I didn’t expect to see you here. Oh, isn’t this our old Captain?"

Within the Hawk Squad, members usually referred to each other by numbers, but when outside, they used titles like captain or team member. The person greeting John Brown and Martin Miller used a very casual tone, clearly showing no respect for them.

This kind of situation would never have happened before. In the Hawk Squad, the strong were always respected. Those who were stronger were highly revered by others. How could this guy speak in such a tone?

Martin’s face darkened, and he said, "You still recognize me as your captain?"

"Haha, Captain Johnson, why are you so angry? Don’t worry, I won’t steal your captain position so quickly."

Several team members stood up abruptly and shouted angrily, "William Goodman, what do you mean?"

"With just you, you think you can snatch the captain’s position? I could knock you down with one hand."

This guy, William Goodman, was from a prominent family in the Capital of SSUP, the Grunt Family. Families that could be called prominent in the Capital of SSUP had unimaginable power. Previously, the Hawk Squad had no ties to any families. Now, with someone like William Goodman joining, it clearly indicated that his family’s power was strong, and the Hawk Squad wasn’t as transcendent as it used to be.

William Goodman sneered, "Just you guys? I really don’t have the time to deal with you, a bunch of boneheads with simple minds."

Standing next to William Goodman was Thomas Johnson, who had a similarly strong background. He sneered and said, "Don’t think you’re all that just because you’ve been in the squad longer. In the end, you’re just a group of grunts, nothing more, and when you fight with us, we’ll play you to death."

"Haha, just a bunch of grunts thinking of fighting us, really underestimating us."

"Better pack up and go home quickly. Look at the old Captain, who knows when to stop."

These seven people were all new members of the Hawk Squad. Anyone who got in had strong backing, and they looked down on the former Hawk Squad members, speaking arrogantly.

John Brown and his group were furious, their eyes burning with anger, but John was remarkably calm. Martin was also angry, but he controlled it. The other team members were also elite. Even when facing enemies, they would remain calm even if mocked. However, when it came from their own squad members, it was unbearable, and they retorted.

"A bunch of trash, just relying on their families’ power. What’s there to be proud of?"

"None of you have any real skills, pretending here. If you have the guts, let’s have a one-on-one in the squad. I’ll knock your teeth out with one hand."

"You’re wrong. One hand could knock all of them together to the ground. Look at these guys, they’re nothing more than pretty boys, no skills whatsoever."

Actually, those who got sent to the Hawk Squad weren’t weak at all. They were the cream of the crop chosen by their families and were very strong compared to ordinary people. They wouldn’t suffer much even against typical Green Berets, but compared to the other members of the Hawk Squad, they were lacking.

One side had backgrounds and looked down on the original Hawk Squad members as a bunch of grunts. The original members despised those who came through connections. When John was around, things were better, but now it had become a deep-seated rivalry, not even bothering to hide it on the surface. As soon as they met, they would start bickering.

John didn’t expect the Hawk Squad to become like this, and he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. If things continued like this, the Hawk Squad wouldn’t be the Hawk Squad anymore. However, he didn’t intervene at this moment. He was no longer the second in command. The internal matters of the Hawk Squad were now for Martin and the other members to resolve.

The bar owner saw both groups quarreling and even on the verge of fighting. He hurried over to mediate, but upon seeing William Goodman’s group, he quickly retracted. While he didn’t know all of them, he recognized a few, and they were notable figures in the Capital of SSUP. He couldn’t afford to offend them, and the opposing side daring to confront these scions meant they were formidable too. As just a bar owner, how could he dare to provoke both parties? Even if they smashed up his bar, he could only swallow his grievances.

"Martin!" Just as the confrontation heated up, one of the three women with William Goodman quickly stepped between the two groups and called out to Martin.

Her shout was abrupt, and everyone’s eyes immediately focused on her. John also looked at her curiously because when she entered with William Goodman’s group, Martin should logically have been watching the adversaries instead, but he had been staring at her, suggesting they had a history.

"Emily..." Martin forced a smile, but it was awkward.

"It’s really you!" The woman named Emily exclaimed with joy and quickly approached Martin, scrutinizing him closely.

"It’s me. I really didn’t expect that in a few years without seeing you, you would become so beautiful."

"Do you mean... I wasn’t beautiful before?"

Martin’s face turned red, his demeanor somewhat shy as he awkwardly said, "No, no, you were very beautiful before."

John Brown looked at Martin in surprise. You must know this guy is only slightly weaker than James Brown, and in the squad, he’s definitely a powerful presence. Plus, he doesn’t shy away from flirting usually, but in front of women, when have we seen him so bashful?

John Brown also noticed William Goodman looking at Evelyn Wilson with even more displeasure, as it seemed he had some relationship with this woman named Emily Johnson, and this could potentially escalate their conflict further.

"Emily, you know him?" William Goodman went to the woman’s side and asked with a frown.

"Yes, he saved me before. I’ve always wanted to thank him, but I never met him again. I never thought I’d meet him here."

William Goodman nodded, looked at Martin Miller, and said, "I really didn’t expect you to know my fiancée. For the sake of my fiancée, I won’t bother with you all."

The words were still so condescending, as if he was doing Martin Miller a favor by not bothering him.

"William Goodman, please have some self-respect. Who is your fiancée?" The woman named Emily Johnson was now glaring angrily at William Goodman.

William Goodman looked a bit unpleasant and said, "Evelyn Wilson, it’s only a matter of time. Our families’ elders have already discussed it."

Evelyn Wilson snorted and said, "What does that have to do with me? If I want to marry someone, that’s my decision. No one can decide for me."

William Goodman’s expression became uglier. Evelyn Wilson was quite beautiful but not necessarily stunning. Due to her family background, he’d always regarded her as his designated wife, and although Evelyn Wilson didn’t like him, he’d always treated her as his escort.

At this moment, Evelyn Wilson was embarrassing him in front of everyone. Such a man couldn’t bear it. In his rage, he raised his hand to slap Evelyn Wilson’s face, shouting, "You slut!"

If that slap landed, Evelyn Wilson’s fair face would certainly be a mess. She was also startled, not expecting William Goodman to dare hit her at that moment. In anger and panic, she forgot to dodge.

Seeing William Goodman’s hand about to hit Evelyn Wilson’s face, his body suddenly fell backward until he bumped into someone behind him.

The one who intervened was Martin Miller, his eyes glaring angrily, saying, "William Goodman, are you still a man, hitting a woman!"

Evelyn Wilson froze for a moment, gratefully looking at Martin Miller, who protected her, recalling the time when he saved her, her heart even more stirred.

William Goodman struggled to stand up, clutching his stomach, glaring viciously at Martin Miller, gritting his teeth as he said, "Martin Miller, how dare you hit me!"

Martin Miller snorted coldly and said, "I’m hitting you, you bastard."

William Goodman looked sinisterly at Martin Miller, nodding twice before saying, "Very good, very good, let’s see, originally, if you were sensible, I would have let you stay in the squad. Now, I not only want to kick you out but also make you die. I will make sure you die terribly."

Martin Miller snorted coldly again and said, "Whatever tricks you have, feel free to use them. If I’m afraid of you, Martin Miller, then I’m not a man."

Evelyn Wilson was very alarmed at this moment. She knew very well what kind of person William Goodman was. If Martin Miller wanted to fight against William Goodman, it would surely lead to his demise. She immediately blocked Martin Miller and said to William Goodman, "William Goodman, if you have something to say to me, why are you bothering him?"

Her words weren’t necessary, but when she said them, it was clear she was siding with Martin Miller, which made William Goodman even angrier. In his eyes, Martin Miller was the archenemy snatching his woman. Pointing at Martin Miller, William Goodman said, "Martin Miller, I’ll tell you today, you’re dead. I’ll make sure there’s no place for you to be buried!"