Salute To The General

Chapter 623 Initiative

The security guards of Roxy Hotel have no idea who Tim was.

They rushed over and stopped them as soon as they noticed Tim and the bunch of delinquent behind

him, "Who are you? What are you trying to do here? Get lost immediately! Or we'll call the cops."

Tim replied scornfully, "The cops? That won't be necessary. You should get in touch with the

emergency department of the hospital instead!"

As soon as he finished his sentence, he called out to his men, "Break their legs and throw them out of

the hotel!"

A few of his men rushed over and surrounded the security guards immediately.

In the end, the security guards could not fight them and were held down. They were beaten to a pulp

and Tim's men broke their legs as instructed.

Arghhh!

The security guards shrieked in pain pathetically. The onlookers covered their mouths in shock when

they noticed the commotion.

Morgan, the owner of Roxy Hotel, rushed over with several employees immediately. He greeted Tim

politely the moment he saw him, "Hello, Mr. Brown. Please calm down. Why don't you tell me what's

wrong instead? I'll definitely make the necessary arrangement to please you. Please refrain from

resorting to violence by all means."

However, Tim paid no heed to Morgan's words at all. "Move aside! I'm here to look for someone. You

my way. Otherwise, you'll be

prominent background as well

Westerndale. In fact, no one had

none other than Quetzalcoatl's youngest son. He had always

known as a delinquent amongst

Morgan couldn't possibly

smile on his face, "May

Brown? I'll go get them for

narrowed his eyes and asked, "Half an hour ago,

way into the hotel with two gorgeous women.

now?"

wasn't aware of every single customer who had made

and looked at the front

odd expression on his face, "They're

premium private dining suite."

most premium

he heard the front desk manager's words because

into the most premium dining suite earlier were none other

Eastern Military Reserves.

the odd expression Morgan had on his face, he asked displeasingly,

Do you

by Tim's words and tried to stop him again, "Mr. Brown, please calm

VIP guests who are currently dining

Slap!

his sentence, Tim raised his hand and slapped him

Tim looked at the confused Morgan in the eyes and yelled,

into

of my

and got in Tim and his

begged pitifully, "Mr.

away from

time drinking with those men from the

private