Salute To The General
Chapter 565 Where Is The Help

Chapter 565 Where Is The Help

When the Smiths saw Nathan's victory, all of their faces instantly brightened.

Before they could rejoice, Damon's embarrassment had turned into rage.

Damon looked at Nathan with bitter resentment, sarcastically applauding as he snarled, "It's no wonder

you don't take the Griffins seriously. It's because you're so skilled."

Then, he stopped clapping. "But so what, if you're a skilled fighter?"

"You're alone, but I have a whole army at my disposal. Don't tell me that you can defeat a whole eight

hundred men on your own!"

When the Smiths heard what Damon said, their features contorted with fear and terror as they realized

what he was insinuating.

"Damon Griffin, don't use your large numbers to intimidate us! If you have what it takes, why don't you

have a go at Nathan then!” Sean blurted out.

Damon sneered and said, "Hah! I have so many Griffin fighters backing me, but you only have one

Nathan Cross to rely on. You don't have any reinforcements, and you expect me to fight him alone

when I have such a great advantage? Do you take me for an idiot?"

After Damon said his piece, his eyes fell upon Nathan and a cynical smile played on his lips. "Haha!

Boy, there's always a limit to one's abilities, so remember not to provoke me in your next life."

With that, he straightened and commanded, "All Griffins fighters, attack at once! Chop him up into

pieces!”

As soon as Damon's words settled, the eight hundred elite fighters behind him drew out their weapons

which mostly were machetes.

In an instant, their blades shone under the sun and the scent of death filled the air.

The Smiths became as white as paper and trembled all over.

If they weren't completely surrounded, they would have already made a run for it.

On the contrary, Nathan remained unfazed. He looked at Damon, Denise, and all the bloodthirsty

Griffin fighters with indifference. One corner of his mouth rose slightly as he said, "Using your large

numbers to bully us won't work. I gave you a chance to flee before my reinforcements arrive, but you

paid it no heed.”

Damon scoffed derisively. "Your backup? Hah! You're just trying to bluff your way out! Do you think you

can trick us into retreating? Both Gus Jenkins and Cooper Fink were already slaughtered by me, who

else would dare to help you?"

The Smiths resembled drowning men grabbing at straws as they looked towards Nathan with

desperation written on their faces.

Sean was going out of his mind and anxiously asked, "Nathan, you promised that you'd keep all of us

safe. You kept saying that help is on the way. So, where is the help?"

Samuel, Paul, and the others glared angrily at Nathan as they bombarded him the same question.

Nathan faintly heard the roar of approaching vehicles just a little ways off.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly. "If I'm not wrong, they've just arrived."

They have arrived?

Everyone in the Smith family was overwhelmed with joy and surprise, but they were also skeptical as

they wondered whether Nathan was speaking the truth.

Damon, Denise, and others began to have subtle changes in expressions.

He wasn't lying! There were really people arriving.

It was a large convoy!

Rows of black cars appeared at the scene with their tires screeching and engines revving.

Then, a muscular man followed by two hundred men in black suits alighted the cars.

This muscular man was Thomas Dunn.

Thomas strode towards Nathan and spoke with respect, "Mr. Cross, forgive me for being late."

Nathan smiled and said, "No, you came right on time."

When Damon saw only Thomas and two hundred men, he laughed coldly.

Nathan maintained the small smile on his face. "I didn't say that all of them have arrived!"

As if on cue, another fleet of vehicles belonging to the special police forces came into view. Updаted at

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"Go! Go! Go!”

Soon, two thousand warriors sealed off the area.

Russell Crow, the mayor of Channing, and Jerry Mcgrady, the commander-in-chief of the SWAT team,

had arrived.