Salute To The General
Chapter 651 Who Dares To Lay A Finger On My Son

Chapter 651 Who Dares To Lay A Finger On My Son

Lenard's tone was nasty as he roared, "Who dares to lay a finger on my son!”

Sherlyn gave an exaggerated cry of 'My baby!' before rushing over. Shoving Jack's men aside, she

helped Howard to his feet.

The young man hugged his mother tightly, whining almost petulantly, "Mummy, they'd wanted to break

my limbs!”

Like a tigress protecting her cub, Sherlyn growled, "Whoever dares to touch my precious son shall die!"

Nathan's lips curled up into a mocking smile. "So your son is precious but another person's daughter

deserves to get bullied and humiliated?"

The Smith couple focused their attention on Nathan.

When Lenard saw who it was, he was visibly taken aback. "Nathan Cross!"

He was well-aware that the previous patriarch of the Alberesque Smith's, Louie, had died at the hands

of Nathan.

Under such circumstances, he would normally not have had the courage to come to Channing, acting

so impudently. He did not want to suffer the same fate as his predecessor. However, with Nathan

angering General Bachok, he had no choice but to be involved in this mess now.

"Lenard Smith, just the man I'd wanted to see. Looks like we can settle our debts tonight," Nathan

stated with a sneer.

Lenard scoffed, "What debts would that be?"

Nathan pointed at Kylie, explaining, "Your son had snuck some drugs into my sister-in-law's drink and

was impersonating as her boyfriend so that he could take her away. I'm certain his intentions were less

than noble. What are you going to do about this?"

Pursing his lips, Lenard replied, "How can you be sure that it was my son?"

Jack piped up, "We have witnesses who'd seen his actions. We also have the surveillance tapes to

prove it."

His statements silenced the Smith's.

Sherlyn sniffed disdainfully. "So what if he really did drug her? It's not like he actually did anything to

her. She'll be fine once she wakes up. It's not a big deal. My son is still a young boy. He'd better not be

traumatized by this incident or I'll see that you'll be punished!"

Young boy?

Everybody present was dumbfounded at her words.

Howard was a grown man in his twenties, for crying out loud! How could she manage to call him a

young boy with a straight face?

They glanced between Howard, who was hiding behind his mother, and Sherlyn, who had a fierce glare

on her face as she protected her son.

At last, they came to the realization that Howard Smith was a mother's boy and also a huge baby.

Seeing as Lenard only had one son, he glared at Nathan and demanded, "Although my son did make a

mistake, no great losses arose from it. What do you plan to do to him?"

"As I've said earlier, I want to break his arms and legs," Nathan answered blandly.

"You'd dare to do so?" Sherlyn shrieked.

Her husband warned lowly, "Cross, you're way out of line here. I'm not some pushover either. You'd

wanted to harm my son? Then you'll have to go through my men first!"

The men he had brought with him, all one hundred of them, roared, "Anyone who dares to harm a hair

on Master Lenard's head dies!"

"It would seem like you guys have really short memories. Have you already forgotten what'd happened

the last time you'd crossed me?" Nathan announced with a chuckle.

"Waves, Thunderstorm!

Immediately, two figures materialized at the entrance of the bar.

Eyes narrowed, Nathan grinned at Lenard. 'TH only send in these two to fight your men. If your men

can defeat them, I'll let all of you go."

His blatant arrogance infuriated Lenard Smith.

How dare he! Does he seriously think that two men can defeat one hundred of my fighters?

He commanded, "Men, destroy them!"

"Kill!"

With that war cry, the men charged toward Waves and Thunderstorm.

Wham! Thunderstorm's fist rose up and slammed into a man, cracking his skull instantly.

Lenard's eyes popped out of his head in shock.

How strong!

Little did he know, Waves and Thunderstorm were Quetzalcoatl's best fighters.

The so-called elites of the Smith family dropped like flies while screaming in pain.

Very soon, all of the men were lying in a pool of their own blood.

Of the Smith's, only Lenard, Sherlyn and Howard were still standing.

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