Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 512

Snap!

In the split second when Daniel lunged at Nathan, his katana had left its sheath.

The sword glinted in the light as it sliced its way toward Nathan's waist in an effort to cut him in half.

Kenji and his subordinates were choked up with excitement. They clapped and cheered, "Awesome!"

Debbie and Jenny were so frightened; they shut their eyes and dared not look.

But at that split second, Nathan made his move.

With two slender fingers, he held Daniel's katana lightly.

Daniel's pupils expanded in shock and terror. There's someone in this world who can withstand the iaigiri!

Kenji and the rest were so stupefied that their eyes almost fell out.

Daniel was supposed to be the best samurai in Japan in the past ten years!

The person who was predicted to be the future Sword God, the Black Dog!

How did Nathan withstand such a menacing iaigiri from him?

Nathan's expression was calm as he spoke coldly, Tve withstood your strike. I'll strike next. If you can withstand mine, I'll let you go!"

With a little pressure from his fingers, Daniel's katana shattered like glass.

At the same time, Nathan rushed up to Daniel and punched his chest with his fist.

Bam!

Daniel's chest sank inwards. Blood spurted forth from his mouth immediately.

Then, as if he were a kite with its string broken, he flew backwards and landed on the ground.

He instantly died from Nathan's blow.

At the sight of the dead Black Dog, chills ran down Kenji's spine. He had thought that with Daniel here, they could wipe Nathan off the face of the earth easily. But he didn't expect Nathan to kill Daniel just like that.

He knew that the next one to die would be him, so he hurriedly warned, "Nathan Cross, don't you dare act rashly! Your VIP guest Debbie Lopez is still in our hands. If you don't want her to die, then let us go!"

Kenji's subordinates were still holding onto Debbie's arms and legs.

One of them had even pulled out his dagger hastily and intended to put it against her neck.

Nathan snorted and slammed a fist down on the coffee table beside him.