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, but all of them were

clearly did not expect them to

to look for our boss,

them chuckled

they arrived at a spacious

table with several foreigners having a

a lot of gym equipment

his left arm while punching his face in with

man

and watched as their boss

with a skull tattooed reported, "Boss, there's

Pow!

bastard into the streets. Next time, don't pick someone who steals from us to work

"Yes, boss!"

dragged

the blood off his hands and turned to Nathan. He scoffed, "Cross Group sent people here five times! I sent them packing five times! The

chair and squinted at

want you to stop your illegal resale and compensate Cross Group

his men burst into

no

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