Salute To The General
Chapter 1819

Chapter 1819

Ceaser was going to finish counting to three very soon, but Corey, whose face was dripping with blood, showed no signs of backing down any time

soon.

A baleful smile appeared on Ceasers face.

He had never held much regard for Corey. It was Ceaser s birthday today, and he had decided to hold his birthday party at Sunshine Club.

To his chagrin, Corey had chosen to organize a gathering with his friends here on the same night. He had even invited Nathan!

In Ceaser's opinion, Corey was simply trying to go up against him, just like how the older Mr. Lucas was going up against his father.

This was why Ceaser decided to stir up trouble for Corey first and steal Barbara away from him.

To his surprise, however, Corey, who never had the guts to fight him one on one, had brought a bunch of his cronies along with him to take Barbara back from Ceaser.

He had even threatened to shoot Ceaser in the head!

Despite the threat of imminent death, Corey still refused to bow his head and beg for mercy from him.

An ominous smile appeared on Ceaser's face. Since you want to die so badly, I'll send you off to hell.

Just as he was going to count to three and press down on the trigger of the gun, a drawl sounded in the doorway of the room. "These are unsettling times. Why are you children stirring up trouble in this part of town instead of staying at home quietly?

"Don't you know that your reckless actions tonight will implicate your parents as well?"

Hearing this, Leaser's brows knitted into a frown.

Everyone looked at the doorway, wondering who the drawl belonged to.

As it turned out, it belonged to Nathan, who was standing in the doorway with Penny, Colin, and the Elite Eight in tow. He walked into the room slowly. The moment he spotted Nathan, a rancorous look appeared on Leaser's face.

"It's you!" he said furiously.

"Nathan, tonight's matter has nothing to do with you. I'll settle my grudge with you another day, but I must advise you to keep your nose out of this." Nathan smiled right back at him. “I see you haven't learned your lesson despite the warning I gave you back in Channing. You're still as arrogant and foolish as ever.

"My friendship with Young Mr. Lucas's father obliges me to intervene before you shoot him in the head.

"Besides, I work for the military. My job is to protect the civilians of this country."

"Do you think I'll let you off so easily if you were to kill someone right in front of me?"

Ceaser s face clouded over with rage instantly.

Forgetting about Corey momentarily, he turned his gun onto Nathan. Ină cold voice, he snapped, "Nathan, don't think I'm afraid of yOU just because you're the God of War!"

"In case you haven't noticed, we're in Brimmopolis, not the North."

"This is my territory and my home base. If you continue sticking your nose into my business, I might just put a bullet through that leg of yours. Everyone's expression changed into one of horror.

Even Penny, who was standing next to Nathan, looked a little tense.

However, Nathan's expression remained perfectly calm. He smiled at Leaser and said, "Kid, since you know I'm the God of War, you should know that my subordinates and I are professionally

trained in handling firearms.

"Wielding that toy gun of yours in front of us makes you look kind of lame. Besides, I must warn you that it's a little dangerous for you to do so.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Do as I say and put down your gun, then leave this place with your friends."

Everyone turned to look at Leaser with apprehension.

Tonight's events had taken so many twists and turns.

It had started as a fight over Barbara Cupid between Young Mr. Lucas and Mr. Goldstein, and had evolved into a shoot-out between Mr.

Goldstein and the General.

Truthfully, everyone was rather

curious if the proud and arrogant Mr. Goldstein would back down in front of the General. Would he put down his gun and leave as the General had ordered?

As they had expected, the answer was no.

Ceaser snickered loudly as he gazed at Nathan. "Nathan, if we were still in the North, I might fear you a little."

“Unfortunately, I call the shots here in Brimmopolis. You think I'm frightened of you, manf

"I'll count to three. Before I finish counting down, take your men and leave this place. Otherwise, I'll fire my gun first and put a bullet through your leg."