Salute To The General

Chapter 3040

Inside the main hall of a temple on Rostrie Hill, Paisley and her daughter were kneeling on the prayer mats, praying earnestly to the deity statue with their eyes closed. It turned out that Paisley was a devout believer. Not only did she believe in the religion, but she would worship at every temple.

Upon hearing that the temple on Rostrie Hill was effective, she had been visiting this place frequently.

She would visit this temple on every first and fifteenth day of the month to pray for her dead husband.

At that moment, she did not know that a slender priest in his sixties was standing at the side and watching her lecherously.

He was none other than Nigel's mentor, Wrigley.

Wrigley was looking at Paisley's back lustfully.

Suddenly, Maisy, who was beside Paisley, fell to the ground and passed out.

"Maisy?" Paisley exclaimed and tried to support her daughter.

However, everything around her seemed to spin when she stood up, and she fainted as well.

Wrigley's lips curved into a smug grin. "Haha! I haven't been able to succeed the last few times. However, you drank my tea today. You can't escape from me this time!" Right then, a few boorish men appeared. A man with a mustache laughed gleefully. "Master, we finally get to drug this beautiful woman. You finally got what you want." Wrigley smirked. "Don't worry. I'll let you guys have your share after I have mine. Carry her to my room."

"Got it!"

about to carry Paisley, urgent footsteps sounded from outside. Hadley had brought along a few police officers and stormed into the temple with a stern expression. Wrigley and the others were stunned

"Why are you here, Mr.

Wrigley and the

arrest you. What's going on with this woman and child on the floor?"

snorted. "You're stammering. It's obvious there's

"Yes, Sir!"

immediately charged forward to arrest Wrigley

others' faces turned pale. There was only one thought in

sounded from outside. The door, which was initially closed, had been

doors crashed to the ground, causing dirt and dust to fill the

loud commotion stunned everyone in

at the door with horror written on their

a middle-aged foreign man wearing a black coat entering the main

blond hair and blue eyes. He looked regal and handsome, but he

subordinates behind him were wearing vintage suits. They looked handsome but had the same

these

white smoke coming out from where the sunlight was shining on

all looked slightly uncomfortable and seemed to be

the gun on his waist. "We are the local police officers here. Who are you, and what