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.

that was

continued to glare at Ceaser without the slightest

expression was grim and unforgiving. Likewise, he displayed no intention of moving from his spot. In fact, he didn't seem to consider Corey a serious threat to his life

was now trapped between a rock and a

Ceaser was so unafraid in the face of death, Corey had no choice but to press

head. Since you refuse to back down, and I can't

his lips to say 'three', his finger tightening around the

however,

before he could lodge a bullet

suit and a ponytail suddenly appeared in

appearance, Corey pointed the gun straight at the man's chest instinctively,

Bang!

the ponytail raised the beer bottle in his hand and brought it

Clang!

the gun immediately, and

themselves into Corey's wrist, too. He couldn't help but gasp in

causing Corey to

the gun, the

time, he brought it down on Corey's head, and the beer

was covered with a grotesque mixture of blood, glass shards, and

head and forced it down, before bringing his knee

Bang!

in his nose.

friends and subordinates flared

dare you harm

"This is simply preposterous!"

kill them and take revenge for Young

Lucas!"

forward and attack

the air, startling everyone and

around warily, wondering who

eyes quickly landed on

sofa. However, he was now holding a gun in his hand-the very

the