Salute To The General

Big Bull's subordinates had come prepared.

Unfortunately, their opponents were Colin, Ava, and the Elite Eight.

Putting aside the fact that Colin and Ava were Ultimate King of Warriors, the fact that the Elite Eight were all King of Warriors was enough to make them suffer.

In fact, both Ultimate King of Warriors hadn't moved at all.

The Elite Eight stepped forward in unison and let out a battle cry.

Then, all of them began swinging their fists.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

Each of Big Bull's subordinates flew backward as they cried out in pain.

The scene shocked the crowd surrounding them.

The Elite Eight moved in unison, and they were just as powerful as tens of thousands of troops.

On the other hand, Big Bull's subordinates looked just like moths flying straight into the flame in the crowd's eyes as they received the eight King of Warriors' punches. They were all sent flying backward as if they had rehearsed that move beforehand. Right then, Big Bull, who was still on the phone call, saw that his subordinates had been defeated by Nathan's men.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock and disbelief.

Nathan glanced apathetically at the mind-blown Big Bull and said coldly, "So, do you still want me to take off my traditional garb and get lost from this place?"

The latter shivered but oromotiv snapped back to his senses.

over and grabbed him by his neck. Then, as if he were a little chick, he was lifted

worship the foreigners! Kneel before Mr. Cross when you

finished speaking, he

and lost his balance. Then, Colin lifted his leg and kicked the back of the

a thud, Big Bull dropped to his

knees hit the floor so hard that

he said with disdain, "How dare you act so unruly here on the cultural street? You must be sick of living, huh? I've called

said through gritted teeth, "All right, then. Just you wait,

were pointing fingers and whispering

street has truly gone too far. Previously, a kid came here wearing traditional clothing, but they chased him out. And now, they're having

heard that the boss of this place, Bentley Jabbar, is both rich and powerful. He's someone

traditional garb has gotten into trouble, he won't be able to leave this place if he doesn't run away

ought to respect the locals,

were getting worried about Nathan and the others. They warned them

for your

do the people in charge of this place worship the foreigners, but they won't even allow us to wear our country's traditional clothing when they themselves are marching the streets in foreign attire. I am not going to

and applauded him for his

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their heads, thinking that Nathan was nothing more

up.

stand to watch him getting

you brat. Let's

on the ground. When your boss comes

right, then. I'd like to

exchanged glances with each other, for they knew very well about