Salute To The General

Chapter 892 This Is Not Over Between Us

The rest of Harold's men shouted to each other, "Damn, get serious!"

"Be careful, boys! These guys are tough!"

"Don't hold back! Teach these b*stards a lesson they'll never forget! Our honor as the West Army demands it!"

Infinitely more cautious now that eight of their own were out for the count, the soldiers threw themselves at the Elite Eight again. Unfortunately, despite the fact they went all out, they were still not the Elite Eight's equals. One by one, they dropped like flies.

This outcome had Harold's eyes growing wide in surprise as he growled furiously, "You b*stards actually dared to hurt my men? ll kill you!"

With that said, he reached for the gun at his belt. In the blink of an eye, Colin appeared in front of Harold. Grabbing his opponent's hand, Colin narrowed his eyes as he sneered, "Reaching for your gun is cheating!"

Harold took in the muscular build of Colin and the fighting style the Elite Eight were using. He realized it was the sort of combat style taught in the army. In fact, they were almost textbook perfect in their execution of the fighting moves. Only then did he guess Nathan's bodyguards were all ex-military.

The realization had him bolstering his gun before he pried Colin's fingers off his hand. "And where the hell did you posers come from? You wanna fight using military combat skills? Fine, I'll show you what a real military man can do!"

Dashing toward Colin, he swung his fist out in a punch.

"Bring it on!" Colin taunted before he darted forward to meet the colonel, letting his own fist fly.

Thud!

The two fists collided.

forced Harold to stagger back several steps before

Colin did not even flinch; he remained rooted to

Harold's eyes. His entire right arm was numb and his knuckles were starting to swell. Opposite

he lunged toward Harold like

hell did Cross even find these

and the other leaders watching, he would be shaming not just

steeled himself and let out a loud

two fierce tigers. Their limbs were a blur as they attacked each other in a flurry of kicks and punches. Despite Harold's considerable prowess, he was just

three quick jabs, Colin had broken past Harold's defense and pressed forward to ram

Blood trickled from the corner of his lips, showing that he was definitely

not press on. Instead,

thirty of Harold's men were beaten by the Elite Eight while the colonel himself was

that Colin and his group were the General's National Guards,

was defeated. Enraged, he reached for his gun

other man dared to aim his gun at Nathan, he would not hesitate in shooting

than