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!

assassin now. I want Nathan

expressions, they wondered where could they find any

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

short notice, where could they

of his subordinate's eyes sparkled bright as an idea popped into

coincidentally overheard that the world's top assassin, codenamed S1 and also known as the King of Killers, is in Japan. It seems that she's here to watch the snowfall

Assassin in the

also known as the

in the three years after she debuted as an assassin,

enthusiasm. He ordered, "Get in contact

in the night at the top

in the snow. Her whole body was covered in snow to the extent that she had blended into the

an old meditating monk or a patient fisherman, she quietly

the King of Killers,

in the mountain for one day and one night. Her objective was to

cunning and they moved as

be able to catch one

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

snow-white

sparkled. However, the distance of fifty meters