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! I want him

the best assassin now. I

puzzled expressions, they wondered where could

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where could they find a

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

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King of Killers,

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a beautiful snow-white

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