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

at Ceaser without the slightest intention of

unforgiving. Likewise, he displayed no intention of moving from his spot. In fact, he didn't

trapped between a rock and a

of death, Corey had no choice but to

sudden, crazy thought popped up in his head. Since you refuse to back down, and I can't go back on my word, then

say 'three', his finger tightening around the

moment, however, the

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

head felt as though it was spinning. A man in a suit and a ponytail suddenly appeared in front of him

man's chest instinctively, preparing himself to

Bang!

the ponytail raised the beer bottle in his hand and

Clang!

immediately, and it clattered noisily

Corey's wrist, too. He couldn't help

causing Corey to

the gun, the man

again. This time, he brought it down on Corey's head, and the beer bottle

a grotesque mixture of

ponytail moved again. He grabbed Corey's head and forced it down, before bringing his knee up against

Bang!

he felt something break in his nose. He fell

and subordinates flared

harm

"This is simply preposterous!"

and take revenge for

Lucas!"

rush forward and attack Leaser

gunshot pierced the air, startling everyone and causing

around warily, wondering who had just

eyes quickly

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

he twirled the gun around