Salute To The General

Chapter 2377



Marshall put on his black coat and walked toward his Cadillac with a black briefcase in his hand.

Click!

He opened the trunk before putting the briefcase in it.

When everything was ready, he sat down in the driver's seat, ready to drive off. However, just as he sat down, the door opened on the other side of the car, and someone entered.

Marshall was unnerved. It was none other that the man he was supposed to be hunting.

Nathan Cross! I thought the Hyenas would have gotten him.

He was startled when he saw the man right before his eyes.

I can't believe he's still alive! That means that the Hyenas are all dead then.

Marshall sat frozen as he stared at Nathan.

Should I act first, or should I wait for him to do something?

at all. He made himself cozy

he spoke calmly. "Come on. Start the car and drive. You might want to go somewhere quiet so I can bury you there, or if you like, you can bury

to bury." Marshall spoke in

was on Nathan's turf, so he did not want to initiate a full-fledged confrontation with him. He did not want to get

on the pedal, and the car shot

as he drove

cars and people as they drove closer to

glancing at Nathan, thinking

he said, puffing a mouthful of smoke,

Screech!

out as the car skidded violently, leaving behind

his gun and shot in Nathan's direction, but the latter was swifter than

left hand, he seized Marshall's gun

Bang! Bang! Bang!

the car roof, riddling it

beyond Marshall's comprehension. He freed his left hand from the wheel and punched Nathan, who, in return, grabbed Marshall's fist with his own hand

Crack!

of his mouth. If the same were to happen to other fighters, they would

Lovelet

Ararica's

call him the Arch Fighter