Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1898

Nathan's lips curved ever so slightly, and a playful grin showed itself. “Awh, haven't you heard that you should only ever pick on the weak? Do you think that's me?” asked Nathan, “You have it so wrong.”

After saying his piece, Nathan extinguished his cigarette and stood up.

Casper growled, “You will fall, punk!”

As he spoke, he swung his leg over at Nathan.

Nathan sneered and swung his leg over as well. His kick was faster and stronger.

The two men's leg met mid-air.

Crack!

That was the chilling sound of bone cracking.

It was as if Nathan's leg was a steel rod, whereas Casper's leg was a brittle stick. One kick was all it took to break Casper's bones.

Casper's leg instantly turned into a strange, inverted V, and an agonized howl left his lips. “Ah!”

He barely got to shout before Nathan's second kick zipped over and knocked him down.

Splat!

Nathan's second kick landed on Casper's face, and blood flew everywhere!

Casper's scream stopped abruptly. His head tilted backward, and he was gone.

The others had already gotten close by then.

Nathan scoffed. He lifted his leg and stomped hard on the floor.

Boom!

A loud explosion.

The floor under Nathan's foot instantly cracked, and a wave of ripple spread out to its surroundings.

Every man within a ten-meter radius of Nathan had flown off the ground, then fell hard onto the floor. They were so injured that they couldn't get back up.