Salute To The General

Chapter 923 You Dare Hurt Mr Tom

Before Tom could come back to his senses, there was a flicker and Nathan was right before him.

His eyes narrowed and he blustered, "I'm the third son of the Barton family. You dare touch me?"

Nathan did not bother replying to him. His leg darted out again, landing two solid kicks on Tom's kneecaps. Crack! Crack!

With two loud crunching sounds, Tom fell to his knees as his face scrunched up in pain.

“Ahhhh!" he wailed in agony.

Nathan rumbled dangerously, Tve already told you this previously. The Barton family means nothing to me. If the police in Johnstone won't punish you, let's see if the police here in Channing will.”

The rest of Tom's men were still lost in their horror at Kyle's death.

It was not until Tom's kneecaps were shattered by Nathan did they regain their composure.

"Damn you!"

dare you

"You're a dead man!"

"Kill him!"

before pulling out their knives,

then, the loud sound of pounding feet rang out from outside the door. A powerful

The voice belonged to none other than Zed Walker, the

vest with a gun clenched in

submachine guns in front of them. Their expressions were alert and cautious

with a bunch of SWAT members, the leader of the Barton family subordinates, a man with a beard, guessed that the other man was the

arrogantly, "You guys got here just in time. We're from the Barton family. This is the third young master of the Barton family; he was

eight most revered families. They had followers

No matter if it were the underground, the police, the military, or the politicians, all had to show respect to the Barton family. It did not matter which part

helping them and arresting Nathan's group in order

Zed was surprised to hear the Barton family \ psnignedaroe@ hon the Barton farhily and this is the third young