Meanwhile, Lucas and Jordan had already driven to the Smiths’ manor in DC.

Jordan was driving while Lucas was sitting in the backseat with his eyes closed, getting some rest.

Jordan looked at Lucas several times in the rearview mirror, seemingly wanting to say something, but he was afraid of disturbing Lucas’s rest.

“Just speak your mind,” Lucas suddenly said.

After a moment of hesitation, Jordan said, “Lucas, you’ve come to DC personally to help me this time. I’m afraid your identity might be exposed, and it’ll cause you trouble.”

Lucas smiled. “So that’s what you’re worried about. Actually, you don’t have to think too much about it. I’m not just helping you. I’m helping Maddy too.

“When we were in the Falcon Regiment, Maddy saved many of the soldiers of the Falcon Regiment with her excellent medical skills. Even we received a lot of help from her. In my heart, she’s like a sibling, just like you are to me. I naturally can’t watch her being bullied.

“Besides, she was used by the Smiths and fell into a crisis this time. Strictly speaking, she was implicated by me. So I can’t just leave her alone.

“As for my identity being exposed, it’s not a big deal. Our defenses at Calico are near impenetrable now. Even if those enemies know that I’ve left Calico, there’s nothing they can do to me. So you don’t have to worry about any serious consequences.”

Lucas would never put himself in danger. Since he chose to appear in DC, he had already made serious considerations.

Although it might result in some trouble, so what?

Maddy was his comrade and the person Jordan loved, so Lucas would definitely help her.

After hearing what Lucas said, Jordan felt extremely touched.

He knew that things weren’t as simple as Lucas made them out to be. Lucas said this so that Jordan wouldn’t worry about it nor feel like he owed him a huge favor.

Lucas was extremely good to him and Maddy.

He could only repay Lucas by helping him well in the future.

DC was massive, and the roads were also congested with vehicles. After more than forty minutes, their car finally arrived outside the Smiths’ manor.

As one of the eight most powerful families in DC, the Smiths naturally lived in a vast and luxurious manor.

The gate was extremely grand and majestic, just like the gate of a European palace.

There were four men in uniform standing on both sides of the gate.

Jordan was about to park his car at the door when Lucas commanded, “Just drive in!”

Just like Lucas’s beloved Jaguar, the black Land Rover Jordan used in DC had also been modified to become extremely strong and sturdy. There would be no problem slamming an iron gate.

“Yes, Lucas!”

A trace of excitement immediately appeared on Jordan’s face. He had long wanted to slam open the gate of the Smiths!

He floored the gas pedal and then slammed into the large gate of the Smiths’ manor!

Boom!!

The engine roared, and the black Land Rover engine was running at full power, allowing it to move as quickly as a black lightning bolt.

“Who’s there?! Quickly stop…! Ah!”

Realizing that something was amiss, the Smiths guarding the entrance immediately tried to stop the black Land Rover. But after seeing how fast it was, they dodged to both sides to avoid getting run over.

Bang!

The sturdy front end of the Land Rover smashed the iron gate open, and it began speeding straight into the Smiths’ manor.

The four guards at the entrance got up from the ground in a disheveled manner before taking out their walkie-talkies and yelling, “Bad news! Someone drove into the Smith residence! Quickly inform the security team and report this matter to the helmsman!”

In a short while, a piercing alarm resounded throughout the Smiths’ manor.

Countless people in the manor were shocked!

The Smiths were one of the eight most powerful families in DC, and it had been years since anyone had dared to break into their home!

The Smiths’ manor was huge, and it was divided into two areas, one outside and one inside, which were enclosed by high walls.

Most of the people staying in the outer area were from the Smiths’ side branches, as well as the security team, servants, and so on. There were a few hundred of them in total.

The Smiths’ direct lineage and core members of the family lived in the inner area, where the environment was more elegant and the decor was more luxurious.

When Jordan drove all the way to the inner gate, he found that the gate here was too small for vehicles to pass. There were already dozens of the Smiths’ elite bodyguards standing in front of the gate.

The Smiths were one of the eight top families in DC. Since these bodyguards were responsible for protecting the inner area, they naturally weren’t ordinary people.

… Especially the middle-aged bodyguard standing in front. He was nearly 1.9 meters, with bulky shoulders, a thick waist, large eyes, bold eyebrows, a mustache, a scar on the left side of his face, and burly bronze muscles. His biceps were larger than the head of the average adult man.

His figure was as robust as that of Wade, Lucas’s subordinate. But his aura was much stronger than Wade’s.

Jordan clenched his fists, “Lucas, I’ll deal with these people!”

Lucas nodded without saying anything.

Jordan was also extremely strong. Besides, it wouldn’t do him any harm to practice a few more times.

Click!

Jordan opened the door and walked over.

The middle-aged man stared at Jordan. “Who are you? Why did you break into the Smiths’ home? If you can’t give me a reason, you’ll have to die here!”

A domineering aura emerged from his body.

A trace of interest appeared in Jordan’s eyes. His opponent didn’t seem to be a pushover, which was just what he wanted.

“You want me to die here? Let’s see if you have the ability! But you people are no match for me, and I’m not here to fight with you. I suggest that you leave. I might not be able to hold back. Otherwise, don’t blame me if you end up crippled or dead.” Jordan grinned sinisterly and moved his fingers.

He and Lucas came here to save Maddy. They had no intention of committing a massacre.

But if the people in front of him didn’t know any better, he wouldn’t mind teaching them a bloody lesson!

“You’re too arrogant!” the middle-aged muscular man roared, and murderous intent appeared on his face. He waved his hand. “Go! Let this kid know how terrifying the Smiths are!”

The 40 bodyguards of the Smiths immediately charged toward Jordan.