Salute To The General

Chapter 1939



Our time is up?

Webb and Quent started quivering in terror.

"Nathan Cross, this is no joking matter!" Quent cried out.

A smile broke out on Nathan's face. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"You're not the General of the North anymore, Nathan Cross. You're a nobody now. Do you think you can kill us? You're outnumbered," Webb interjected.

Nathan trailed his gaze along with Webb's and looked at Colin, Ava, and Thomas. "Three of them is enough to send you to hell."

He's crazyiAbsolutely insane!

Webb shook in rage at Nathan's impertinence.

Even Quent was starting to lose his temper.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Nathan. "You want to kill us? Over their dead bodies," Quent said, pointing at his subordinates.

decided to act and turned toward his men.

forward readily

Nathan was here, Webb thought he might as well get rid of him

and lighted it in precocious celebration of his assumed victory. "Make sure you guys go easy on him. He used to be the General of the North, so make sure you don't shred him to pieces. Make sure he looks presentable at his funeral." A psychotic laugh echoed through the lounge before Webb sat back down again for

Colin asked Ava to protect Nathan before

instead. "You take care of them!" Speaking, she darted off

resignation. Seriously, what do you two take me for? I can

eyes and stood his

settled on Colin's brows when

Ava coming over.

up with him and stretched her neck. "I'm

Just don't drag

Drag you down?

scoffed. "You

l take the

how many men each of us can

not?" Colin accepted the challenge

Quent and their men were

they can fight all of us off? There are just

turned toward Nathan uneasily and whispered, "They shouldn't