Salute To The General

Nathan looked at him calmly. "And you have got to watch your tongue. Give me that attitude again and you're getting it."

Ezra laughed. "Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're still the Commander-In-Chief of the North Army? You're nothing now. Why should I listen to you?

"As long as there are people, there will be feuds. And where there are feuds, the Blackwell clan will rule them all. Steely!"

A muscular man standing at more than six feet six showed up. He was crossing his arms, which were absurdly huge.

The man was Mortimer of the Blackwell clan, aka Steely. Mortimer was crossing his arms, glaring at Nathan and Penny evilly. He said, "I am here, Master Ezra. What is your order?"

Ezra smirked. "Since Nathan refuses to come back with us, then you might have to help him. Break his legs, and take him with us."

Mortimer grinned. "No problem."

to Nathan, and his ugly grin got wider as he slammed his fist at Nathan. There was enough power behind it

when the punches came

into pieces, and his

That clash rendered him unable to fight, and he retreated from the

his men

could kill a bull with a single punch, but even so, Nathan managed to destroy Mortimer's right arm with a single punch. Obviously, Nathan

but that alone is not enough to go against us. Men, take him down!" Ezra's subordinates were about to gang up on Nathan, but then, someone said coldly, "I see, you're ganging up on him, huh? But do you really think the general has no helpers of his own?" Ezra and his men were shocked when they heard the voice, then they saw a muscular

these ignorant fools to us." Nathan nodded calmly. "Teach them

Penny went into the sedan and left slowly, as if they didn't care about the fight that was going to break out behind them.

say you can leave! Men, stop

men were about to stop the car, but Colin and

Cross doesn't want to play with you guys, so why don't I take his place? Elite Eight,