Salute To The General

Chapter 269 Have You Finished With Your Nonsense

At a spa center at Mt. Nova, Charles Zabinski was relaxing in a hot spring with two beautiful women at

his beck and call.

He stared grimly at the severely injured Tobin Jacobs and asked angrily, "Nathan Cross said today is

the deadline for the Zabinskis to retire from the scene? And he wants me to kneel before him and

apologize?"

Tobin was standing with his shoulders hunched over. "Yes, sir. That's what Nathan Cross said."

Charles was so mad he couldn't help but snort. "What an arrogant ass. I will never kneel before him nor

will we, the Zabinskis ever retire!”

At that very moment, a chilling voice traveled in from outside the private room. "Then today will be the

last day on earth for you and the Zabinski family."

Charles, Tobin, and the bodyguards that were standing around were all taken aback by the sudden

intrusion.

Charles growled, "Who is that?"

The door to the private spa room opened.

And in strode Nathan, with Colin Dunne, Thomas Dunn, and the Elite Eight behind him.

Charles eyes grew wide in shock. "It's you! Nathan Cross!"

Nathan gave him a small smile. “I heard you wanted to see me, so I came.”

had sent a team to grab Nathan, dead or

he dispatched had gotten severely beaten up then ran back with their tails

between their legs.

didn't expect Nathan himself

emotions flashed across his face, before he yelled loudly, "Get him!

the elite fighters in his family. So at

very skilled, very strong men

his breath

care of them when we

taking a little nap right now," said

What?

even wider. Those men of his

the pillars of

did Nathan and his ten men went up against a hundred of his

sound no

Charles stared at Nathan.

answered calmly. "Ever since

provoked me, I've been continuously giving chances to your family.

and test my

family."

you've gone over the line. This is

his bravest face and yelled, "You dare kill me?

wipe out the Zabinskis? Ha! Do you not know who the person behind

the South, Dip Turner himself!" yelled

families belong to Mr. Turner, and we take orders from him. If you dare touch

Mr. Turner, and mark my words, the streets of Channing will be

blood."

South naturally does

there

very formidable reputation in the

about twenty years, and because of him, the South prospered

years, the successors he