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 walked

ends of the corridor. Yelling, they charged into the

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

area, far away, Juno and his men

the twentyeighth floor

lift

laughed delightedly. "Haha! Guys, you've already

his sentence, he paused, as the delighted smile on his face

in the lift, while his

the lift, Nathan had knocked

his eyes and

and his men observed this scene

It's a good thing that | didn't fight him back then. Nathan strode out of the lift, his black leather shoes tapping on the floor

towards Neville, looked at his strange expression, and smiled. Pointing at the white handkerchief inside the left breast pocket of Neville's suit, he announced calmly, "My shoes have bloodstains on them.

a hostile look flashed across his eyes. With a smile, he complied, "Of course, of

his sleeve secretly. Grabbing

lifted his hand and punched Neville's