Salute To The General

Chapter 949 Show Them Who We Are

Schubert Barton gawked at Nathan upon hearing his words. Even at this time, Nathan Cross is delusional enough to ask me for money and an apology?

At that point, Schubert could not endure the boiling rage within him anymore. He had not seen such a brazen young man for a long time.

Hence, he smiled devilishly, "You little brat! | just adore teaching stubborn mules like you a lesson!"

"| won't just simply kill a fool like you and call it a day.”

"| will let my people break every single bone and tendon in you. Then, | will kill all of your friends right in front of your eyes." "Then, | would murder everyone from the Cross family as well as the Smith family and harass your wife and your daughter.

All with you watching." "I will be going too easy on you if | just end your life like that. | want you to live in a bottomless pit of agony and regret."

“| want you to watch with your own eyes as everyone you care about dies off one by one. Imagine how helpless you'd be when you witness us trampling on your beloved wife. Hahaha!"

Instantly, Nathan's face darkened, "So you want to murder all of my relatives and friends, huh?”

and sneered at Schubert, "| must admit, you are indeed very cruel. But too bad for you! Your plans are not coming true today, as | don't

chuckled in delight, "Hah, mark my words! | will end all of you today!

you dare, report to me the backgrounds of everyone you have there. | want to see which one of you are platoon leaders, or perhaps even a

see which one of you | need to be careful of." Everyone from the Barton family roared

smiled and replied, "My soldiers, show them who we are! We have been keeping it lowkey, but that doesn't mean

had finished talking He said with his bright voice, "| am Franklin Wilson, the

Fang, commander-in-chief of the North Army. | hold the rank of Major General too!" The Destroyer's loud voice thundered, "| am Destroyer, also commander-in-chief of the North Army! A Major General!”

Also a Major General."

am Colin Dunne, the Captain of the National Guards, a

all reported their ranks and none of them were as powerless as Schubert Barton had thought. On the contrary, everyone from the Barton family felt like their heads

on their faces. Their lips turned pale as they

ones couldn't even hold themselves together anymore and were starting to tremor out of

all of these

rank of a general, and they looked like they were not holding onto their positions just for show.

were from the North army, and each

lowest rank amongst them, was