Salute To The General
Chapter 1339 Someone Killed Wyatt Windsor

Chapter 1339 Someone Killed Wyatt Windsor

Wyatt exited the hotel with his bodyguards and drove straight to the airport.

However, he was stopped by a car on the highway to the airport.

The lights at the front of the car flashed rapidly, illuminating the electric scooter in front of it. Awoman was lying on the road, moaning in pain as a man squatted next to her, looking frantic.

Wyatt's Audi A8 screeched to a halt.

"What the hell happened? Why are you stopping?" Wyatt exclaimed, annoyed.

"Mr. Windsor, there seems to be an accident up front. It's blocking the road," The driver explained.

"Open the door," Wyatt ordered, frowning.

"Go and take a look."

"Yes, Sir!"

The driver and the bodyguards in the car alighted and walked towards the man and the woman.

Two of them approached them and asked, "Is everything alright?"

The woman and the man exchanged looks and stood up in a flash.

Splat!

Splat!

The driver and the bodyguards fell to the ground, the stab wounds on their bodies leaking blood allover the asphalt road.

The bodyguards sitting beside Wyatt in the backseat of the car jumped up as the bloody scenebefore them unfolded.

"They're assassins!”

They alighted the car and took out their guns, quickly ending the assassins' lives.

However, when they got onto the car again, a strong gust of wind blew past their ears.

A shadow appeared out of nowhere, charging towards them at full speed.

The bodyguards scrambled onto their feet, poised to shoot.

Before they could take aim, however, the shadow had already gotten within arm's reach.

With two swift slashes, the shadow cut off the bodyguards' gun-wielding hands.

Before they could scream, they were already turned to bloody wedges of flesh by the shadow.

The shadow removed his veil after killing the bodyguards to reveal a shimmering head of silver hairseated on top of a handsome face.

The silver-haired pulled the door open and smiled at Wyatt, who was scared out of his wits. "Hello,Mr. Windsor. Goodbye, Mr. Windsor!"

He lifted his dagger again to slit Wyatt's throat.

Wyatt grappled at his neck as blood poured out from the wound. Soon, he collapsed in a pool of hisown blood,

completely lifeless.

The next day...

Nathan was enjoying a hearty breakfast with his family as he discussed the wedding with Penny.

Suddenly, his phone began to ring. It was a call from Colin.

Nathan walked out to the balcony to take the call.

"General!" Colin exclaimed through the phone. "We're in trouble!"

Nathan frowned, knowing that Colin rarely lost his cool. "What's wrong?"

"Wyatt and his bodyguards have all gone missing!" Colin answered frantically.

"What?" Nathan said, shocked. "Didn't they take a private flight back to Brimmopolis last night?""According to the intel I received, they did not return to Brimmopolis last night," Colin said. "In fact,the security department of Brimmopolis lost contact with Wyatt's tracker. They got in contact withthe agents in Channing to search for Wyatt, but even they failed to locate him."

"What's going on?" Nathan asked, brows furrowed in worry.

"There had been evidence of a fight occurring at the scene, as well as copious amounts of blood,”Colin answered. "Some of them belonged to Wyatt. Also...”

"Also what?" Nathan asked.

"According to the experts, there's a high chance Wyatt has already met his end, considering theamount of blood he lost," Colin stated.

"What?" Nathan exclaimed in anguish. "Who killed Wyatt Windsor? Who dares to commit such aheinous crime?"

"I don't know," Colin said sorrowfully. "I considered deploying a team to investigate the case, but itseems that that has already been taken care of by the

Brimmopolis authorities. The leader of the team is Kenneth Greene."

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