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.

he crumpled to

policemen finally snapped out of

fists darted out, each punch slamming

Thud! Thud! Thud!

floor with blood staining their faces, falling into a coma

for Jerry to head inside. In a respectful tone, he urged,

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

raised his

as

out another scream of pain, the poor man fell into

tilted his head up as if he were enjoying the most beautiful music he had ever heard. "Screams of agony

look at the unconscious men before stepping over them, walking into the room. Tom was evidently

"Jerry, Bill! You're here!"

of the Barton family were not exactly on good terms with one another, as they

successor.

no outsider was allowed to pick on them. That was a right they had only

sight of how one of Tom's hands was cuffed, he

Sed his dganid Brule Yorce to