Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 133

Jackson Quelch's voice began to tremble.

He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't bring himself to lie.

After all, he had barged into the area with three hundred men and had vowed to kill him.

Piak!

Nathan Cross gave him a solid slap across the face.

Jackson Quelch's face began to swell up like a balloon and he was bleeding.

"Answer me!” Nathan Cross growled coldly.

Jackson Quelch hesitated for a split second, and a second slap landed on his face. A couple of his teeth broke and fell out of his mouth.

He began to panic. "I'm sorry, Mr. Cross! I've overestimated myself! Please let me go this time around! I won't do it again..." Nathan Cross merely gave him an emotionless glance. Tve already given you a chance at my mother-in-law's birthday party last night. Why didn't you learn your lesson?"

Jackson Quelch seemed to notice something, his face went pale as a sheet. He opened his mouth to plead for mercy.

However, Nathan Cross had already turned to Colin Dunne and said, "Finish him."

Colin Dunne's hands moved in a flash slicing his sword through Jackson Quelch's neck.

Crack!

The sickening sound of bones breaking tore through the air.

Jackson Quelch's body flopped onto the ground like a dead chicken.

Jackson Quelch was dead!

His three hundred men stood quivering by the side. A strange smell of ammonia began to permeate in the air, it seemed that some of his men had pissed in their pants out of fear after they witnessed his death.

Nathan Cross looked at them then commanded, "Round up these people and arrest them for illegally disclosing military secrets. Send them to work in the mines for ten years."

Nathan Cross knew perfectly well that Jackson Quelch's "security agency” was just a cover-up for a mercenary troop.

Not only did his men provide security services to rich people and celebrities, they also took part in gang fights, assassinations and retribution schemes.