Salute To The General

Chapter 1350 You Are Not Worthy To Lay A Finger On Me

In a small suburban courtyard in Channing, Nathan was reading in a humble study when he heard noisy footsteps from the outside.

Thereafter, the door was forcefully pushed open with Hendrix Wayne and dozens of men in black suits came storming in and surrounded him.

Then the crowd parted, making way for Kenneth, who was striding in with his hands behind his back.

Nathan's lips quirked up when he saw Kenneth and the others. "Kenneth, I was just about to look for you."

"It's an auspicious day tomorrow, which is also the day of my wedding."

"So what I'm saying is, you guys have been investigating me for a long time now and haven't been able to find any factual evidence, it's time for you to let me go."

"I am not in the mood to play with you anymore."

"Nathan Cross," Hendrix sniggered. "You must be crazy to think about getting married after killing Wyatt Windsor. It's a capital offense."

Nathan didn't even spare Hendrix a glance. He was staring intently at Kenneth instead.

"I'm sorry," Kenneth said coldly. "You're still the prime suspect. We can't let you go for caution's sake."

your continuous refusal to cooperate with us, I'm planning to transfer you to our Secret Service

to treat me like a prisoner by

General and you, Kenneth Greene, are not worthy to lay a

"What if it's

President's orders?"

the President is an upright and selfless man. He will never give such

orders," Kenneth sneered. "I'm only acting in advance and I'm sure the President won't condemn

and transfer him to our Secret

his men took out a pair of handcuffs and shackles and were about to come up to handcuff Nathan when Nathan

was emitted by Nathan, Hendrix and the others' faces changed drastically. Their heartbeats

Rattle!

men raised their guns and pointed at Nathan in

suits at the door who came running in with pistols, all aiming at Nathan,

General or the God of War. I've taken up the role of a commanding leader on

scared my men. I won't be responsible if they misfire and

"You guys have a lot of guts to point a

and shackle you and torture you into confessing. Just wait till you

chortled. "You think your men are

A confused expression flashed

suddenly opened fire, firing a flare