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!

two flying kicks into the guards' faces, launching them into the air and into

out of their mouths the moment they made contact with

the memorial gasped in

with his men and bellowed, "Who do you think

are from the Barton

that. He knew that the Bartons would send someone after them sooner or later. However, he had

rushed over to Tom, who was still kneeling on the

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

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

stepped forward and helped Tom

legs were completely numb from kneeling, so Kyle turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Take the Third Young Master to the

tow. Just then, Dean stepped forward to stop them in

sir. Tom Barton was involved in a scam, so he must stay behind

“I'm not doing that,” Dean insisted. "Besides, you injured the security guards, so you'll need to come with us as well.” Kyle narrowed his eyes at him. "Who gave you the

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

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

began to appear on his

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