Salute To The General

Chapter 151 Not To Set Foot Inside Channing Ever Again

Very quickly, Jon Xander prepared thirty million in cash. The bank notes filled nine briefcases to the

brim.

Scar headed out with nine skilled subordinates at night carrying the nine briefcases along. They arrived

at the top floor of Cloud Palace in Channing to meet Nathan Cross and Thomas Dunn.

Cloud Palace was undergoing some renovations and didn't accept any customers for now.

Scar walked into the restaurant with his nine subordinates.

Nathan Cross was enjoying a steak at a table by the window.

Meanwhile, Thomas Dunn stood politely next to Nathan.

Big Skull and his group of thugs lay on the floor, motionless and on the brink of death, with Jack and a

group of men watching over them.

Scar walked over but was quickly halted by

Jack before he could even go near Nathan.

Jack used a weapon detector on Scar and each of his men, allowing them to proceed only after making

sure they were unarmed.

Scar narrowed his eyes as he arrived before Nathan. Tve brought the money you asked for, Nathan

Cross."

on making the right decision. You

I say ‘leave', I mean you

telling Jon Xander that they were never

"And if my boss

to live," Nathan said casually.

forever."

I kill you first!

Scar's words fell, the nine subordinates behind him tossed the briefcases they

air.

up, sending countless

each case was a dagger, which now began to fall to the ground alongside the

nine subordinates swiftly grabbed the daggers and

Mr. Cross!" Thomas

six continued to charge at Nathan. Six

man's throat at

remarked disdainfully while eating

that, he swiped at them with the knife

Slash!

a flash of light, six

who charged at Nathan wailed in pain

rid of six enemies with just one move,

attack.

a punch at Nathan

he clenched his fist, the bones of his hand made a crackling noise. It sounded rather

gazing at Scar amidst

astonishment. "By exerting one's power, every joint in

a firecracker. It's said that

are endless... This move is a

an arm and directed his own fist