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!

lift doors opened quickly and he

ends of the corridor. Yelling, they charged into the lift. Immediately, the lift doors closed

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 can handle

area, far away, Juno and his

the

The lift door

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

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

in the lift, while his men were all sprawled out across the

dozen men charged into the lift,

his eyes and his jaw

Juno and his men observed this scene from afar, they gasped

thing that | didn't fight him back then. Nathan strode out of the lift, his black leather

smiled. Pointing at the white handkerchief inside the left breast pocket of

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

dagger slid from his sleeve secretly. Grabbing the dagger, he aimed to stab it in Nathan's direction,

hand and punched Neville's