Salute To The General

Chapter 1472 Get Your Butt Over Here And Die

Soon after.

A loud voice rang up from outside. Jeremy Wesley had hurried over with his subordinates.

He brought over two hundred people, and everyone in the hospital was scared.

"Who has hurt my son? Get your butt over here and die!"

A rude voice rang up, and the man who spoke was a middle-aged plump guy. He was none other than Jeremy Wesley.

Jeremy walked into the patient's room with a few of his subordinates.

When he saw his son kneeling on the floor with two broken legs, he became even angrier, and he glared at Nathan.

He could see that everyone else was being polite towards Nathan, so Nathan had to be the one who called the shots.

Jeremy narrowed his eyes and spoke harshly, "Punk, are you the one who

ordered your men to injure my son?"

Ronald complained with hatred in his voice, "That's the head of those bastards. Dad, avenge me!"

Nathan turned to Jeremy and grinned.

"You're Jeremy Wesley? The one who stole the villagers' farm, injured Ty, and tried to take advantage of the situation by getting them to sell you their land at a fraction of the price? The village chief who is known as the Living Devil?"

you knew about my nickname, then you

my son five million in his medical fee. Only then I will consider sparing your life. If you don't... Well, don't blame me for what is

to ask if my people are okay

outside, and they are all

smiled and instructed, "To those who are upset, step up

said, "I am upset. My name is Daniel Sousa, and I am the

Ronald, Ty, and Ashley were stunned

casual outfit, but his subordinates were hooligans, so they recognized Daniel.

that, Jeremy gasped and

about to apologize when another man stood up. This time, it

me too. I am Charles Brown, the

Dissick, Leader of the

me, Stanley McCall, Mayberry's

Nathan stood up one

Commanders... each and every one of them

of them was a leader based in Mayberry, and any one of them could destroy

Ronald was stupefied.

Ty

there

and demanded that he told him who the hell he had

expecting us to break

dry. Then, he parted his

idiot. Mr. Cross is the General of the North, and Colin is the Head of Mr. Cross' Personal Guard. You must be tired of living to have gone