Salute To The General

Chapter 928 Jerry Barton

Jerry was dressed in a form-fitting white shirt and black pants, with a pale yellow vest on top. Paired with his naturally curly hair, he appeared elegant and gentlemanly.

Thus, the wicked smirk that curled his lips now seemed slightly unnerving. "Bill!" The name had barely left his lips when Bill moved.

Crack!

He snapped Quinn's arm like a toothpick.

Quinn emitted a pained grunt, as shock and anger burned in him. He had not expected these men to have the guts to attack a policeman, and so ruthlessly too!

Fighting back the pain, he lifted his leg to kick Bill.

In response, Bill's leg flashed forward. His speed and strength were much greater than the policeman.

Crack!

Bill's kick landed on Quinn's right leg, breaking it.

an agonized yell, he crumpled to

policemen finally snapped out of their daze, reaching forward

a cold laugh, Bill's fists darted out, each punch slamming into his opponents

Thud! Thud! Thud!

to the floor with blood staining their faces,

before gesturing for Jerry to head inside. In a respectful tone,

down at the struggling Quinn. With one arm and one leg broken, the policeman was no longer a threat.

he raised his leg and

crack sounded, as

the poor

shut his eyes and tilted his head up as if he were enjoying the most beautiful music he had ever

stepping over them, walking into the room. Tom was evidently stunned to see

"Jerry, Bill! You're here!"

not exactly on good terms with one another, as they had all wanted to

successor.

Tom was still very happy to see his brother here. After all, no outsider was allowed to pick on them. That was a right they had only reserved for each

Jerry caught sight of how one of Tom's hands was cuffed, he frowned.

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