Salute To The General

Chapter 190 He Is Poisoned To Death

Inside the biggest Diamond Private Room at The Imperial.

A tall, thin man in a leather jacket had his arm wrapped around a woman as he partied with his friends.

The man was Chien, who had snuck into the Asiatic shopping mall construction site last night under

orders from Mr. Zabinski. He had received one million as a reward for sabotaging the construction site.

However, he did not leave the city the moment he got the job done as he was instructed. Instead, he

had stayed behind to party with his friends and lover, Marilyn.

Not only had he used a hundred thousand to book the most luxurious private room at The Imperial, he

had also ordered a dozen Remy Martin, which cost 5888 a bottle. Then, he exclaimed in a smug tone,

"Let's get drunk tonight, boys!"

Marilyn pressed herself against him, cooing, "Chieny, I don't wanna drink brandy tonight. I want to drink

wine!"

Chien shouted arrogantly, "Tell the attendant to bring a bottle of 1982 Lafite for my girl!"

He was flaunting his wealth!

His woman cuddled closer to him in pleasure, her warm and soft pliant body pressed against his.

His friends cheered and whooped loudly, one of them calling out, "Chien, you've really hit the jackpot

this time if you're willing to drink a wine that costs at least 80,000 a bottle! Don't forget us the next time

you have such a ludicrous job!"

Immensely pleased with the adoration and admiration he was getting, Chien puffed up as he answered,

"No problem!"

came in

louder at the appearance

dutifully opened the bottle of wine and poured it for them. In a

out the

handed a glass to Chien, he took advantage of the dim lighting

his fingernail into the

Chien accepted the wine glass and lifted

"Cheers!”

"Cheers!”

room gulped down

eyes when he

smile on

having the time of their lives as they

opened and a stocky man walked inside.

all the lights. The

Thomas, was done turning on the

behind his back.

men were all stunned when they saw the

you?

brawniest of Chien's friend, Skip, stalked toward the two men furiously. His finger

in the

land on Nathan's chest, the latter's hand snapped

and twisted it.

Crack!

finger was bent backward and

"Ah...! "

had barely started to scream in pain when a kick from the

on the glass table shattering

Chien and the rest of his friends could

obvious all

then switched their horrified gazes to Nathan. Who would

powerful?

room, Nathan's voice was

Chien?"