The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Nathan's words only attracted disdain and ridicule.

Now, Mr. MacMillan and his subordinates were in control, and whether this medicine batch could be delivered depended on their attitude.

"You can continue to trouble me, but you will regret it," Nathan shrugged and said flatly.

"Of course, we can. I'm afraid you won't be able to send out a single drop of alcohol before you go bankrupt," Mr. MacMillan smiled.

Nathan turned around and waved at the employees of the storage and transportation department. "Guys, continue to cooperate with their inspections. Let them do whatever they want!"

Mr. MacMillan's expression turned gloomy. If other companies were targeted like this, they would have already given in and begged for mercy. But Nathan was different. After all, he was rich and powerful, so targeting Poly Pharmaceutical alone may not make him give in.

Mr. MacMillan had some other thoughts in his mind, wondering if he should stuff some contraband into these medicines. Then, he could blame Poly Pharmaceutical and let Nathan bear the consequence.

At this moment, a low-key black car drove into Poly Pharmaceuticals.

A middle-aged man in his forties got out of the car. He had a stern face and was wearing a black suit.

As soon as he came, he saw Mr. MacMillan and some subordinates dawdlingly inspecting the medicines transported by Poly Pharmaceutical. The man raised his brows fiercely, with strong dissatisfaction and murderous intent.

"I'm looking for Mr. Evans. Where is he?" The middle-aged man found a worker in uniform and asked in a deep voice.

"He's over there..." The worker was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Nathan.

The middle-aged man walked directly toward Nathan.

the War Department. After all, this man's temperament was very obvious. Although the man was not

Mr. Wordsworth asked me to come and

then he shook hands

that Ferran's

with his grip, and he started to

deliver medicine to your hospital, but these guys delay us... They came early this morning to check our medicine. However, they haven't found anything suspicious until now. These medicines are still

Ferran's mouth trembled slightly, and he became furious. He couldn't believe the Health Agency of Neva Province was so bold that they even dared to block the medicines

soldiers who were risking their lives to protect the

glanced at Ferran but didn't

didn't recognize his face. Apparently, Ferran wasn't a leader

immediately and don't trouble them again." Ferran

one in charge, so Ferrari directly

stunned and then smiled. "Who are you? As

check. But there's no need to open the boxes and

MacMillan sneered. "Oh? Are you lecturing

in our hospital is

"Who do you think

these medicines on purpose. So what? What can you do? You can only blame yourself! You could've chosen another company to deliver your medicines, but you

want your medicines,

narrowed his eyes and

MacMillan instantly flew out like

to help Mr.

shocked by this kick.

dare to beat