Salute To The General

Chapter 1365 The Langers Family

The ferry sailed at a moderate pace towards Bossania City. They were currently about ten kilometers away from the city.

Completely immersed in past memories of Wyatt and him, Nathan sat by the ship's bow as he downed bottle after bottle of alcohol.

After a while, he sighed, "If only you were still here, old friend!"

All of a sudden, the peace and quiet were interrupted by a horrible din.

It turned out that a Pitbull had bitten on to an old man's trousers and was now desperately trying to tear off a piece of fabric.

The old man had collapsed onto the floor with fright. Frantically trying to kick the dog away, he cried, "Who's dog is this? Get it off me..."

The other tourists kept their distance as they watched the scene unfold with horror.

A young man in a mink coat with a rather pretty girl in his arms seemed to be the owner of this dog.

However, at that moment, he was having quite a laugh with his subordinates and showed no intentions of calling his dog off.

The dog had its jaws on the left side of the old man's pants. And in his haste to get rid of the dog, the old man happened to kick the dog in its nose.

its jaw and ran away

getting kicked in the nose and bleeding as a result, the

any idea how much this dog costs? A hundred

as valuable as

both

spoken, the bodyguards behind him immediately

he put

Thump! Thump! Thump!

accompanied by several cries of pain pierced

didn't feel any pain

proceeded to look around to

his face standing in front of him. As for the bodyguards of the man in the

man was none other than

old man, the

up, he asked, "Are you okay, Mr.

man was none other than

who had just saved him, a surprised expression flashed across his face. "You're

Nathan had paid a visit