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."

contrary, based on your continuous refusal to cooperate with us, I'm planning to transfer you to our Secret Service prison and interrogate

rigorous means, eh? Are you trying to treat me like

am the General and you, Kenneth Greene, are not worthy to lay

snorted. "What if it's

President's orders?"

President is an upright and selfless man. He will never give such orders,"

of time that he gives his orders," Kenneth sneered.

in handcuffs and transfer him to our Secret Service

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

was emitted by Nathan, Hendrix and the others' faces changed drastically. Their heartbeats elevated as fear coursed through

Rattle!

and his men raised their guns

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

contemptuously. "I don't care whether you're the General or the God of War. I've taken up the role of a commanding leader on many occasions.

won't be

guys have a lot of

have the guts to handcuff and shackle you and torture you into confessing. Just

are the

confused expression flashed

suddenly opened fire,