Salute To The General

Chapter 301 Send Him To Hell

At that very moment...

A black Maybach appeared at the side of the road.

Carl Russo was inside the Maybach, his sideburns snowy white and his hawkish eyes glinting under

the light. He was clad in a black suit and sitting in the backseat.

There were two others in the car beside him.

One of them was Yoel Lagorio, who had a well-built body, slanted eyes and an aggressive aura.

The other person was Fabian Howard, who had a stubbly chin and eyes as bright as a tiger's. He was

barely five and a half feet tall, but his body was very muscular. With his tanned skin and huge muscles,

he resembled a fierce tiger that could make anyone's legs turn to jelly.

The two of them were Carl's sworn brothers.

They were also Carl's eyes and ears.

Yoel squinted at the cars that zoomed past them and sneered. "Looks like we've overestimated Joseph

Queen. He fell into Thomas Dunn's hands just like that!"

"Let's forget about him and move on to killing Nathan Cross. We need to avenge the Young Master and

Young Mistress," Fabian said.

"Don't get too excited. The Zabinski family fell from grace precisely because they were too confident.

We need to know our enemy before we make a move,” Carl said calmly.

Yoel was an arrogant man, while Fabian was hot-headed. Both of them were not of the calm type, but

they respected Carl greatly.

"Yes, Big Brother!" they chorused.

"As for that rascal Joseph...he's Mr. Turner's adopted son, after all. Nathan Cross is our common

enemy. It wouldn't be appropriate for us to just abandon him like that. We have Mr. Turner to answer

to.” Fabian was enraged. "What? Do we have to save that good-for-nothing of a person? Disgusting!"

"Calm down, Fabian. We might be able to take down Thomas as well. Once we do that, Nathan would

lose one of his righthand men," Yoel explained.

"That sounds reasonable," Carl said, smiling. "We don't even have to kill him. As long as we're able to

kidnap him and lure Nathan over, we can get rid of them once and for all."

His two sworn brothers looked at him in awe. "You're so smart, Big Brother!"

Thomas arrived at an abandoned building with Joseph and his gang.

There was nothing but endless stretches of weed. Not a single person could be seen roaming the area.

It was a perfect place to torture and kill people.

Joseph and his gang were dragged off the van, each of them looking like they had one foot in the

grave.

Thomas squinted at Joseph. "Talk to me. Who sent you to stir up trouble here?"

Joseph was scared, but his mind was clear.

His gaze flitted to the side before he answered, "No one did. I was just one of Ms. Smith's secret

admirers. I didn't know that she had a husband. I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"

Before Joseph could finish his sentence, Jack raised his hand and brought it down hard upon Joseph's

face.

Blood began to seep out of the corners of his mouth.

"You dare to lie in front of Mr. Dunn? Channing belongs to Mr. Dunn now, so he doesn't need to askyou

to get intel on all the gang members in Channing!" Jack yelled. "According to my investigations, you

and your gang members aren't from around here." This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"The car that you drove was registered in Alberesque. Did the Zabinskis send you here? Or was it the

Russos? How about Dip Turner?" Thomas asked calmly.

Joseph's eyes widened. He had grossly underestimated Thomas' abilities in digging out every detail

about him.

However, there was no way he could betray Mr. Turner.

If he stayed loyal to Mr. Turner, he might be able to live at least a while longer.

Otherwise, he would be dead in seconds.

He kept his mouth tightly shut, refusing to speak another word.

Thomas huffed. "If you're not going to talk about it, then you can bring your secrets to your grave.”

"Jack, send him to hell!