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

me the best assassin now. I want Nathan

expressions, they wondered where could they find any

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

short notice, where could they find a

subordinate's eyes sparkled bright as an idea popped into his mind. He suggested enthusiastically, "Boss,

known as the King of

only female Assassin in the top ten killers

as the King of

three years after she debuted as an assassin, she had completed hundreds of missions without

filled with enthusiasm. He ordered, "Get in contact with her and arrange a meeting. I'll pay any price for her to

night at the

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

had frost building on them but she remained motionless. Just like an old meditating monk

was the King of

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

foxes were cunning and

one unharmed was an

In fact, she hadn't even batted an eyelid- even the best ninja in Japan

snow-white arctic fox appeared

However, the distance of fifty meters was