The greatest man alive novel (by Maverick Bowman)
Chapter 368

Chapter 368 A Bad Apple

Brandon felt complicated. He wished to take revenge immediately, but he couldn't.

"Let me introduce to you. This is Brigadier General Evans, the brigadier general appointed by the political department."

"In the future, he will serve as an instructor in the Sharp Knife Company of the 81st Division!"

"Applaud to welcome him!"

After speaking, Barry took the lead in applauding.

The soldiers of the Sharp Knife Company applauded reluctantly. And the expressions on their faces were disapproving.

He was so young. How could he be the Brigadier General and an instructor?

Interesting. He must be from some powerful family and came here to be gilded.

He couldn't be capable. But he must have a background.

"Sir!" The company commander understood their thoughts best, so he was pushed out at this time, and he raised his hand and

shouted.

"Fall out," Barry nodded and said.

Seeing the company commander stand out of the queue, Barry said, "What do you want to know?"

The company commander immediately said in a deep voice, "Commander Martin, we have no problem that we are assigned an instructor! But we are the Sharp Knife Company, the ace of special forces. Not anyone is qualified to be our instructor!"

"Our previous instructors were either veteran generals who had fame!"

"Or the martial arts champion who swept the competition!"

"I want to know, besides being young and having a background, what's so special about this instructor?"

After hearing his words, the soldiers of the company couldn't help laughing.

Brandon also said at this time, "Commander Martin, I think we need to seriously consider this matter. Otherwise, one rotten

apple could ruin a whole barrel of apples."

Everyone laughed even more loudly when they heard this.

Barry had no intention of standing up for Nathan. In his opinion, he was too young. He needed to test whether he was

trustworthy.

Facing their mocking, he just smiled disapprovingly.

"I agree with Mr. Brandon. One rotten apple could ruin a whole barrel of apples. So, Mr. Brandon, please get out of here," Nathan replied.

His words shocked everyone on the scene!

They didn't expect him to speak so directly. He aimed at Brandon. What an ignorant man!

Brandon sneered and said, "They know well which of us is the bad apple!"

Nathan nodded and said, "Well, I don't think a waste who can't discipline his son is qualified to train the Sharp Knife Company."

His words made Brandon furious. He rubbed salt in the wound.

He was so angry that he wanted to tear him to pieces.

"Great. I have some grievances with Brigadier General Evans. We can settle it today!" Brandon sneered. The muscles on his cheeks were twitching slightly, showing that he was furious.

Barry didn't care about the grievances between them. After hearing this, he nodded, turned his head, and asked Nathan, "Brigadier General Evans, what do you say?"

Nathan glanced at the company commander and said calmly, "If I don't show some real things today, I'm afraid you will not be convinced. You think that I'm too young, and I rely on my background to get the position."

"Well, I will take this opportunity to compete with Mr. Sanchez!"

"Commander Martin, please be a witness.

Barry said, "No problem."

The soldiers all clamored and booed Nathan

"Hmph, he just depends on connections. He is asking for death by challenging Mr. Sanchez!"

"Mr. Sanchez is the master of Sanchez Fist. He has no rivals with a pair of powerful fists. This guy will lose in three moves."

"He gets the rank of brigadier general, relying on his background. Then he wants to be gilded as an instructor at the Sharp Knife Company. Doesn't he have self-knowledge?"

"How reckless and overconfident he is!"

Hearing the mocking, Brandon smiled more happily and said coldly to Nathan, "Let's begin, Brigadier General Evans!"

After saying this, he walked directly to the open space beside him.

Nathan followed him

"Mr. Sanchez, don't show him any mercy. Let the son of bitch know that he isn't worthy of getting gilded in the Sharp Knife

Company!"

"Mr. Sanchez, let him know that one can't run rampant in the army by relying on the background. The most important thing is

strength."

"Mr. Sanchez, use Sanchez Fist to teach him a lesson!"

The soldiers all cheered for Brandon.

Brandon was really something. He served as the distinguished instructor here for a while and taught them fighting skills,

which benefited them a lot.

In addition, Nathan was really unpopular, so they all cheered for Brandon.

Barry saw it and didn't say anything about it. In the army, they respected the strong. The ones who had no strength could only

behave themselves.

Therefore, he did not stop them from mocking him at all.

That could more or less affect one's frame of mind.

However, the strong naturally had a strong mindset!

Brandon and Nathan stood opposite each other, only about ten feet away from each other.

For the two people with profound skills, the distance was just a fleeting moment, and they could give each other an effective

attack in the blink of an eye.

"Nathan, the last time you came to the Sanchez Fist dojo, you were lucky, and Mr. West helped you!"

"Otherwise, you won't be able to get out of our dojo!"

Brandon spoke in a cold voice, slowly raising his hands.

Nathan shrugged his shoulders and did not speak

Brandon said with a gloomy face, "Since you wasted my son, I will waste you in front of everyone today, and no one can say I did anything wrong!"

Nathan shook his head and said, "Your son is a martial artist, but he doesn't do the right thing. I taught him to do justice! I didn't expect that you, his father, would be so indifferent to black and white and stand up for him."

"I think he ends up this way because of you spoiling him."

"If I am given another chance, I will waste him as well. He is a danger in the world."

Hearing his words, Brandon was furious and said, "That's my son. I can educate him in the way I want!"

"If he does something wrong, I can beat him and scold him, but others can't!"

"You dare to waste him, and then you look down on me."

"Today, an eye for an eye. I will waste your limbs!"

Nathan raised his hand and said impatiently, "Should we still fight or not? Cut the crap!"

"The Sanchez Fist is mediocre, but you are good at speaking."

"You want to avenge him. Hurry up!"

Brandon was ferocious, wishing to kill Nathan immediately. But he still raised his hands respectfully, clasped his fists, and said, "I'm the master of Sanchez Fist, Brandon Sanchez, please!" Nathan also raised his hands, cupped his fists, and said indifferently, "I'm Nathan Evans from Devendill Prison, please!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, Brandon stomped vigorously.

There was a loud noise that shook the entire training ground.

In an instant, Brandon came over fast, raised two fists, and hit Nathan's head and shoulders.