Salute To The General

Chapter 1643

Nathan's convoy of sedans was targeted by someone as soon as they left Tiger Park.

On the rooftop of a skyscraper situated opposite to the Tiger Park, a man with an exceptional muscular build together with some of his underlings were watching the convoy of sedans closely with binoculars.

The coats they were wearing were flapping wildly in the blustery wind when they were standing ramrod straight on the rooftop.

The man was one point nine meters tall. Half of his dark-skinned face was covered by a mask of a demon. His name was Dark Lord, and he was the captain of Armageddon, the most elite mercenary army in the world.

Watching Nathan's convoy of sedans with coldness in his eyes, the Dark Lord spoke in a monotonous and frosty voice to a microphone fixed on the collar of his coat, “Grim Reaper, Nathan's cars are moving in the direction of your side now. I'll count on you to avenge the death of the vice- captain, and I want to see you coming back with Nathan's head. Don't let me down, okay?”

As soon as the Dark Lord issued his instruction, a firm and sonorous voice came from the earphones in response. “Captain, I will never let you down! Please wait for my good news!”

It was already midnight.

As Tiger Park was situated in a rather secluded area of the city, the road was deserted when Nathan and his men were on their way back.

hazard lights were flickering ahead of

choice but to

voice, Nathan asked, “What's

ahead of us.

they tried

was not right. Although the members of the repair team were wearing

Colin and the Elite Eight, they realized that they were

act.

shovels, they were

and back away as further as you can! Something's not right with the people in front

I" us!

sitting in the back of the car together with

are bulletproof and

situation, Nathan's men