Salute To The General

Chapter 755 Cripple Him

Werner glared at Nathan in horror as he commanded with a surprising resolve, "Everyone, charge! Kill them all and I'll reward you handsomely!"

His men immediately armed themselves with weapons, before roaring in rage and swarming their enemies. Colin instructed in a low voice, "Protect the General!"

The Elite Eight, who were so muscular they made their black tuxedos look like armor, stepped forward and bellowed simultaneously, "Charge!"

They marched together in sync, and their oppressive aura was just as impressive as an entire army.

On the other hand, Werner's subordinates were all fighters from the Lupin family, so each one of them could defeat a dozen ordinary people at once.

By extension, the three hundred of them were enough to fight three thousand ordinary people easily.

Unfortunately for them, their opponent was Nathan.

He had eight of the strongest soldiers in the National Guards and war veteran, Colin Dunne, a master sharpshooter. The Elite Eight were the finest carefully selected from a few thousand soldiers.

The Lupin family's best fighters were no match for Colin and the Elite Eight.

Colin's, and the Elite Eight's fighting style was a classic military approach. Their moves were simple, straightforward, and unembellished. They focused on extreme power and speed, aiming to kill with one strike.

opponents like a

Lupin family's subordinates

Xander and Nathan in the heat of

them

family's subordinates were maimed or dead as they lay in

him. He suddenly felt a coldness permeating through his

have so many formidable subordinates! Who are you, actually? You definitely aren't

doesn't matter. What matters

do? I'm the third son of the

already killed most of your family, so are you really trying

threaten me with that?"

could answer. "Cripple him!" Colin heeded the order personally and

"Argh!"

collapsed on the

looked down on him condescendingly.

then turned around to face Xander, who was in a wheelchair. "| crippled this guy already. You can decide what you want

was filled with gratitude as he croaked, "Thank you

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