Salute To The General

Chapter 918 We Are From Barton Group

The next morning...

Several black vehicles screeched to a halt in front of Johann's memorial venue.

"Quick!"

“Hurry up!"

An army of men clad in black suits clambered out of the cars and fell into formation swiftly.

Alarge figure alighted from the Rolls-Royce leading the procession.

He was close to two meters tall, very well-built, and fierce-looking.

He was Kyle Langdon, Tom Barton's personal assassin.

He advanced towards Johann's memorial with his men.

The security guards standing by the entrance stopped them in their tracks. "Who are you?"

Thud! Thud!

the guards' faces, launching them into the air and into the

poured out of their mouths the moment they made contact with

in the memorial gasped in

with his men and bellowed,

the Barton Group!” Kyle

the moment he heard that. He knew that the Bartons would send someone after them sooner or

Dean aside roughly and rushed over to Tom, who was still kneeling on the

to their knees before Tom and began to plead for his mercy. "Young Master! We are sorry for the wait! Please forgive us for our

lifted his head weakly to look at his capable subordinate before a spark went off in his eyes. "You're

helped Tom up to his

his subordinates and ordered, "Take the Third Young Master

they walked towards the exit with Tom in tow. Just then, Dean stepped forward to stop them

scam, so he must stay behind to assist with investigations," Dean said, albeit a

you'll need to come with us as well.” Kyle narrowed his eyes

his phone and dialed a number before handing it over to Dean. "The new mayor of Johnstone City would like to

and he had replaced Johann Panz as the new mayor after the latter's untimely death. Dean picked up the phone with trembling

are you doing? How dare you attempt to arrest someone from the Barton Group?" Hector

sweat began to appear on his forehead. "Mr. Hector, | can

coldly. "Give your} someone e eandrake overt e laghstied b} the