Salute To The General

Chapter 2935

Chapter 2935

Once the banquet was over, the Eurasians in Little Eurasia began working away.

Jermaine instructed the soldiers of the Dragon Warriors to assist the residents in packing up and moving out.

The night arrived, and the lights lit up.

Nearly ten thousand Eurasians-ninety percent of the population-had packed up their things and boarded the Southern Fleet's warships, about to return to their country of origin.

Giancarlo, Shoshana, and some other people stood at the port and waved farewell to Nathan.

Nathan said to Giancarlo, "Old Mr. Heskin, you don't need to send us off. Here's fine! Also, I have to remind you again. Jaymes is an infamously cruel and unpredictable man. Since you're staying here, you have to be extra careful of him. Remember to run to the embassy for protection if anything happens!"

Giancarlo and the others replied in unison, "Thank you for your concern, President Cross! We'll take good care of ourselves!"

Nathan nodded and boarded the Dragon Warriors' warship with Colin and the others, ready to leave.

Giancarlo and the others turned to go home as well.

Little

Eurasia's residents were gone, and the bustling environment was nowhere

at that before heading

to settle his accounts and work, the noise

his brows together and shouted, "What's going on outside? Why

know what's going on, but it seems that someone's causing a ruckus. Mr. Ezio and the guards have

heard that. He hastily came out and said to the servant and

with his subordinates to the front yard,

he saw next made him widen

soldiers were in his front yard, and there were six men

colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, and

was lifted off the ground by his neck by a red-eyed man and was

the demons in fury. "Who are you? Why did you

men

Eyes Six. They were there to take revenge for their

holding onto and stared at Giancarlo coldly. "I heard you had a banquet here and invited Nathan. Tell him to come out and accept his death, or

snarled, "So you're here for President Cross! What a pity you're too late. Our president has

knitted his brows. "Nathan's