Salute To The General

Chapter 1959



Channing

Being in a dying state, Sherman was crawling on the ground at the entrance of the Smith family's house.

Suddenly, a Lincoln limousine stopped at the side of the road.

A driver, dressed in a suit and a pair of white gloves, quickly got out of the car and went to open the back door.

In an instant, a white-shirted slender man stepped out of the car and covered his mouth with a handkerchief while coughing sickly.

With a few of his men trailing from behind, he glanced ahead to see Sherman crawling like a dying mutt on the ground, then raised his brow as he asked, "Mr. Sherman?".

As soon as Sherman heard someone calling him, he raised his head with a struggle, looking up and almost crying when he saw Kelvin. "Kelvin, you're finally here. I'm afraid I might have died here if you hadn't come."

Kelvin squatted down and gently pressed Sherman's broken leg before examining his body. He sighed with relief and said, "Don't worry. You won't die now that I'm here."

"Why are you still standing there? Quickly get Mr. Sherman up and send him to the nearby hospital for medical treatment."

"Yes, Mr. Erikson!"

by a few

are you people? Mr. Cross says that this fella insulted Mr. Smith and that he must kneel at the Smith family's house for three days and three nights

and the man who spoke

others warily, then said coldly, "You few, hurry up and leave. Sherman Goldstein needs to kneel here for three full days. If you insist on taking him, don't blame

Not being nice?

then the corners of his mouth rose

the sick scholar was, so no one dared to be rude to him; but now, a few random people had appeared in

He glanced at Weil and the others

head and responded, "No, we are

Cross' subordinate!"

a smile and

turned around and ordered his men, "Send Mr. Goldstein to the hospital and break these dogs'

heard that, they

angrily, "How dare you beard

and the others were ready

were far more relentless and

Pow! Pow! Pow!

knocked to the ground and they screamed in horror as

the ground, a subordinate looked indifferently at them, then asked, "Mr. Erikson, why only break their legs? Wouldn't it be better if we

them?"