Salute To The General

Chapter 870 The Attack Of Furies

In the presidential suite of Paradise Hotel, Nathan had just received a call from Penny. She had just arrived at the airport with Kylie and wanted him to pick them up.

Hanging up the call, he smiled bitterly. When Colin saw that, he was stunned. "What's wrong, General?"

Nathan shook his head, looking as if he was at a loss for words. "Penny and Kylie, along with a few members of Cross Group's senior management, have arrived at the West. They told me to pick them up."

Colin was stunned. "Oh! Madam is here!"

Nathan smiled bitterly. "She said that they are here to find a suitable agent in the West to help Cross Group market the liver cancer vaccine in the West."

“Actually, that's not her real motive. After knowing that | came here to investigate my father's death, she came over because she's worried."

Colin was at a loss for words too. He whispered, "Madam is just concerned about you!"

Nathan waved his hands. "Go and prepare the car with the Elite Eight. I'll change into another set of clothes before coming down."

Colin and the Elite Eight answered simultaneously, "Yes, sir!"

After changing his clothes, Nathan exited the room and walked straight to the lift.

Ding!

quickly and he

moment, a dozen men wielding sharp knives dashed out from both ends of the corridor.

Neville stood in front of the lift door with a menacing smile. He mumbled to himself, "We don't need Furies for such a menial task like killing Nathan. My men

and his men observed the situation as

lift descended from the twentyeighth

lift

delightedly. "Haha! Guys, you've already killed Nathan, right? Drag

finished his sentence, he paused, as the delighted

he saw Nathan standing coldly in the lift, while his men were all sprawled out

dozen men charged into the lift, Nathan had knocked them all out

his eyes and his

men observed this scene from afar,

down their spines. Oh my God! | can't believe how strong Nathan is. It's a good thing that | didn't

expression, and smiled. Pointing at the white handkerchief inside the left breast pocket of Neville's suit,

look flashed across his eyes. With a

out his handkerchief. However, a sharp dagger slid from his sleeve secretly. Grabbing the dagger, he aimed to stab it in Nathan's direction, all

lifted his hand and