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

he continued to glare at Ceaser without the

displayed no intention of moving from his spot. In fact, he didn't seem to consider Corey

a rock and a

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

down, and I can't go back on my word, then

to say 'three', his finger tightening

however, the crowd

subordinates rushed forward before he could lodge

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

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

Bang!

beer bottle in his hand

Clang!

gun immediately, and it clattered noisily onto

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

Corey to

gun, the

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

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

head and forced it down, before bringing his knee up against Corey's

Bang!

pain as he felt something break in

this, Corey's friends and subordinates flared up

harm

"This is simply preposterous!"

kill them and take

Lucas!"

rush forward and attack Leaser

the air, startling everyone

around warily, wondering who had just fired a

eyes quickly

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

he twirled the gun