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.”

disbelief. He had sent a team to grab

team he dispatched had gotten severely

between their legs.

Nathan

across his face, before he yelled

gathered all the elite fighters in his family. So

very strong men

yet, even after he yelled until his breath ran out, not

already took care of them when we first came

all lying on the ground and taking a

What?

wider. Those men of his were

the pillars of

men went up against a hundred of

sound

Charles stared at Nathan.

calmly. "Ever

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

own graves. Again and again, you come and test my limits and even try

family."

line. This is the end of the road

something. He put on his bravest face and yelled,

Ha! Do you not

the King of the South,

and we take orders from him. If

piss off Mr. Turner, and mark my words, the streets of

blood."

of the South naturally does not

this day and age, there weren't

a very formidable reputation in the South. He

because of

for many years, the successors he mentored