Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1733

The unfriendly gang quickly caught the attention of the cabin crew. A fearless air stewardess stepped forward and attempted to thwart them. “Sir, these are first-class seats. You're all economy class ticket holders. You can't be here!”

Unfortunately, bravery had no use when only brute strength mattered. Without qualms, Willow grabbed the spindly air stewardess and lifted her off the ground easily with one hand. “Don't be too nosy,” he warned.

The grip around her neck was relentless. The air stewardess turned red in an instant as veins popped from the sides of her face. She was being suffocated to death at this very instant.

The other passengers witnessed the scene in trepidation but no one dared to confront the unruly man because they did not want to be his next victim. Meanwhile, the other crew members shrieked in fear as they watched their colleague slowly lose consciousness.

At this moment, a voice boomed across the economy class cabin. “Let go of her!” Then, two figures bolted towards Willow.

They were the air marshals on board the plane. Their main role was to ensure the safety of all passengers and to settle any disputes that arose.

While air marshals were usually not mobilized, they were well-trained and kept their physique in top condition all the time. After all, every flight was unpredictable and anything could occur. Today turned out to be the big day for the two burly guards on duty.

They had been observing the group of passengers from a distance away ever since they boarded the plane. The moment they heard the commotion, they waded their way through the cabins and sprang into action.

Unfortunately, Willow was touted as the Undertaker for a reason. Even with only one free hand, he was more than capable of sending people to their graves.

Without relying on his decently skilled subordinates, he sent the two approaching guards flying in no time.

The uniformed men tumbled backward and crashed against the passengers' seats. The kicks delivered to their chests were so forceful that blood spurted from their mouths. In one moment, their lives flashed past before them; in the next, they had already passed out.

The economy class subsequently erupted into even greater chaos.

At the front of the plane, Penny and Kylie could faintly discern the ruckus happening in the economy class. Other first-class passengers also heard the commotion and looked equally concerned. A sense of unease pervaded the cabin.

Penny intended to check out the situation. But before she could even take a step, Willow had already barged fearsomely into the first-class cabin with his hoard of subordinates.

A loud thud echoed throughout the first-class cabin, followed by an ear-piercing scream.

Willow placed the body of the now-unconscious air stewardess on the floor right in front of Penny and Kylie, eliciting a shriek from the younger of the two ladies.

While the women remained shell-shocked by the limp body before them, Willow began to mock

Penny. “My pleasure to meet you, Ms. Smith!”

Penny struggled to maintain her composure. “Who are you guys?”