Salute To The General

Chapter 1316 State Your Business

Thirteen Sycamore Avenue.

There were a bunch of large, burly, tattooed foreigners loading a truck. Several locals were helping out as well.

A sedan pulled over.

Everyone stopped their actions and turned to look at this unfamiliar vehicle.

The car pulled over and a tall man with eyes like the stars exited.

It was Nathan!

The foreigners set their things down and surrounded him.

Their leader had a skull tattooed on his arm and questioned in broken English, "Who you?"

Nathan glanced at the goods they were loading and guessed that these were the Q.Than medicines they got from local patients.

He replied calmly, "I'm from Cross Group and I'd like to look for Louis. I order all of you to stop your criminal activity that is harming our company's interests."

The man and his companions started laughing uncontrollably.

previously sent several lawyers and executives over,

not expect them to

"You must be here to look for our boss, Louis. Come,

them chuckled and brought

they arrived at a spacious recreation

a pool table with several foreigners having a game over

lot of

muscular man was choking a local with his left arm while punching his

man was

men brought Nathan behind Louis and watched as their boss treated

reported, "Boss, there's a man from the Cross Group

Pow!

the bloodied man onto the ground and ordered, "Throw this bastard into the streets. Next time, don't pick someone who

"Yes, boss!"

foreigners dragged

I sent them packing five times! The last lawyer

the chair and squinted

your illegal resale and compensate Cross Group a billion. If

men burst into

no more than an

find it