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 the floor, unable to

snapped out of their daze, reaching forward

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

Thud! Thud! Thud!

men collapsed to the floor with blood staining their faces, falling into a coma from their

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

was no longer a threat. Smiling, he chirped, "Remember this... I'm Jerry Barton from the Barton family. Don't ever

raised his leg

sounded, as Quinn's

the poor man

beautiful music he had ever heard. "Screams of agony

the unconscious men before stepping over them, walking into the room.

"Jerry, Bill! You're here!"

speaking, the three brothers of the Barton family were not exactly on good terms with

successor.

still very happy to see his brother here. After all, no outsider was allowed to pick

Tom's hands was cuffed, he frowned. Soon,

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