Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 940

It was ten at night.

Jerry was kneeling on the ground in the corridor at the entrance of the intensive care unit at Channing Central Hospital. A few SWAT members were standing guard nearby.

Several seriously injured police officers who were still in critical condition were lying in the intensive care unit.

While a group of family members of the police officers surrounded Jerry, who was kneeling on the ground, and reprimanded him in a fit of rage.

Some family members even got so worked up that they either slapped or kicked him from time to time.

Naturally, those SWAT members around pretended not to see it.

They had an extremely low opinion of Jerry, who condoned his subordinates to attack the police.

Jerry was disgruntled deep down.

Since he was a child, he had been the golden boy, and had never suffered a loss like he did today.

He hated the families of the wounded in front of him, and Nathan even more.

He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, secretly holding back the hatred. He wanted to wait for his family to come and rescue him, which would then be the time for him to take revenge.

At this moment, a series of rapid and loud footsteps were heard coming from the corridor.

It turned out that Mickey had arrived with Yaakov, Kahn, and a group of Robed Guards from the Barton family.

"Uncle Mickey!" Jerry couldn't help but call out in surprise upon seeing Mickey.

The look on Mickey's face instantly turned angry when he saw his nephew's miserable condition.

This is like rubbing the face of the Barton family on the ground!

Mickey shouted angrily, "You're messing with the wrong man!"

The group of families of the wounded looked at Mickey in horror.

Seeing Mickey and his party, Donald, the leader of the eight SWAT officers who were in charge of maintaining order there, immediately took several of his men to walk up to them vigilantly. "Who are you guys? What are you doing here?"

"To find out, you'll have to kneel and listen to me," Mickey replied coldly. "Yaakov, Kahn, make them kneel!"