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.

hand that was

continued to glare at Ceaser without the slightest intention of backing

his spot. In fact, he didn't

between a rock

Corey had no choice but to press

back down, and I can't go back

say 'three', his finger tightening around the trigger of the

moment, however, the crowd

he could lodge

though it was spinning. A man in a suit and a ponytail

straight at the man's chest instinctively,

Bang!

the ponytail raised the beer bottle in his hand and brought it down hard on

Clang!

loosened his grip on the gun immediately, and

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

causing Corey to loosen

on the gun, the

it down on Corey's head, and the beer

with a grotesque mixture of

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

Bang!

something break in his nose. He fell onto the

friends and subordinates flared

dare you harm Young

"This is simply preposterous!"

kill them and take revenge

Lucas!"

to rush forward and attack Leaser

startling everyone and causing them to freeze in their

warily, wondering who had just

quickly landed

was still lounging lazily in the sofa. However, he was now holding a gun in his hand-the very same one that Corey

twirled the