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.

agonized yell, he crumpled to

out of their daze,

darted out, each punch slamming into his opponents

Thud! Thud! Thud!

men collapsed to the floor with blood staining

Jerry to head inside. In a respectful

With one arm and one leg broken, the policeman was no longer a threat. Smiling, he chirped, "Remember this... I'm Jerry Barton from

he raised

crack sounded, as Quinn's other

of pain, the

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

look at the unconscious men before stepping over them, walking into

"Jerry, Bill! You're here!"

not exactly on good terms with one another,

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

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

his