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 holding the gun

glare at Ceaser without the slightest intention of backing

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

between a rock and a hard

unafraid in the face of death, Corey had no choice but to press on in his

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

'three', his finger

that moment, however,

subordinates rushed forward before he

A man in a suit and a ponytail suddenly appeared in front of him like a specter at a

Corey pointed the gun straight at the man's chest instinctively, preparing himself to shoot. However, the man moved

Bang!

raised the beer bottle in his hand and brought it down

Clang!

the gun immediately, and it

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

Corey to

the gun, the

it down on

a grotesque mixture of

man in the ponytail moved again. He grabbed Corey's head and forced it down, before bringing his

Bang!

he felt something break in his nose. He fell onto the

this, Corey's friends and subordinates flared

dare you harm

"This is simply preposterous!"

them and take revenge for Young

Lucas!"

to rush forward

gunshot pierced the air, startling everyone and causing them to freeze in

wondering who had just fired

eyes quickly landed on

However, he was now holding a gun in

he twirled the gun