Salute To The General

Chapter 1522 I Want Nathan Cross Dead

Shika Club, Kyoto.

Spencer had confirmed that his two billion worth of goods was hijacked by Nathan's Dragonfury Special Forces.

Not only did Nathan resell his goods to the African warlord Mohamed, but he also donated the proceeds away.

The international media reported that Eurasia had donated two billion to the United Nations' Peacekeepers and the Red Cross to help maintain world peace.

When Spencer saw the news, he threw his beer bottle against the television, smashing it in the process.

Standing up angrily, he exclaimed, "Damn that Nathan for seizing my goods and donating my money away."

"Damn him for using my money to prop up his country's reputation. Those were the money I have saved for all these years!"

Spencer had planned to close a massive arms deal during the Feast of the Gods.

However, he didn't expect that all the wealth he had accumulated would be gone just like that.

Meanwhile, his subordinates came to help support him and advised, "Boss, don't agitate yourself..."

Pushing them away forcefully, Spencer scowled, "Go away! How can I not be angry when Nathan destroyed everything I have painstakingly built?"

"I won't let him go unpunished!"

will have my revenge!

best assassin now.

puzzled expressions, they wondered where could

Nathan was Eurasia's God of War. Although an assassin could try and launch a covert attack, they would still need an exceptionally skilled one to even have any

notice, where could they

idea popped into his mind. He suggested enthusiastically, "Boss, I

world's top assassin, codenamed S1 and also known as the King of Killers, is in Japan. It seems that

female Assassin in

as the King

as an assassin, she had completed hundreds of missions without any record

that the infamous S1 was in Japan, he was filled with enthusiasm. He ordered, "Get in

in the night at the top of

sitting cross-legged in the snow. Her whole body was covered in snow to the extent that

like an old meditating monk or

the King of

one night. Her objective was to catch

and they

to catch one unharmed was an impossible

the snow for almost twenty-four hours. In fact, she hadn't even batted an eyelid- even the best

a beautiful snow-white arctic fox

fifty meters was still too far for