Salute To The General

Chapter 1818



Whoosh!

Instantly, Ceaser's bodyguards, subordinates, and friends crowded around him and yelled, "Put down the gun! Don't you dare harm so much as a hair on Mr. Goldstein!"

Whoosh!

Corey's friends and subordinates rushed forward to surround him too. Pointing at Ceaser and his men, they shouted, "What do you people think you're doing? Don't you dare do anything reckless!"

Two camps had sprung up around Corey and Ceaser respectively. A fight was about to break out at any moment.

Ceaser sat on the sofa with his arm around Barbara. He looked rather dazed as he looked down the barrel of the gun that Corey was pointing at him. The next moment, he had snapped out of his daze.

Laughing lightly, he said, "Look at you, Corey! Oh, the man you are today. Don't you remember how frightened you used to be whenever you saw me? I see you've finally grown a big enough pair of balls to point a gun at me!"

"But do you really think you have the right to fight it out with me?"

"Will you believe me if I told you that you'll collapse in front of me before you even have the chance to shoot?"

Corey was furious. The murderous glare on his face cut a stark contrast with the pleasant smile on Ceaser's. He clicked open the safety notch of the revolver and snapped, "No, I wouldn't!"

Leaser continued smiling at him. "Well, you're free to try me."

Corey's gun remained pointed at Leaser's head. Icily, he said, “I'll count to three. If you don't let her go by the time I finish counting, I'll paint the walls with your brains."

The tension in the room rose further at Corey's words.

Everyone gazed with fear at Corey and Leaser, wondering what was going to happen.

Silently, they all thought it would be a travesty if the two of them really got into a fight. If Young Mr. Lucas shot Mr. Goldstein to death tonight, the entire Eurasia would be rocked by a huge scandal tomorrow morning.

In a monotone, emotionless voice, Corey counted, "One...two..."

At 'two', his voice started trembling a little.

was holding the gun

glare at Ceaser without the slightest intention of backing

from his spot. In fact, he didn't seem to consider

was now trapped between a

death, Corey had no choice but

back down, and I can't go back on my word, then I'll just let you

say 'three', his finger tightening

however, the crowd

Leaser's subordinates rushed forward before he could lodge a bullet in Corey's

a suit and a ponytail suddenly appeared in front of him

by his sudden appearance, Corey pointed the gun straight at the man's chest instinctively, preparing himself to shoot.

Bang!

ponytail raised the beer bottle in his

Clang!

on the gun immediately, and it

glass shards lodged themselves into Corey's wrist, too. He couldn't help but gasp

Corey to loosen

the gun,

brought it down on Corey's head, and the beer bottle shattered into

Corey's face was covered with a grotesque mixture of

again. He grabbed Corey's head and forced it down,

Bang!

as he felt something break in

this, Corey's friends and subordinates flared up

dare you harm Young Mr.

"This is simply preposterous!"

and take revenge for Young

Lucas!"

forward

air, startling everyone and causing them to freeze in

wondering who had just fired

quickly landed

was still lounging lazily in the sofa. However, he was now holding a gun in his hand-the

the