Salute To The General

Chapter 302 Worthy Opponents

Joseph had not expected Thomas to give him a death sentence so quickly. He began to scream and

struggle for his life.

However, Jack shoved him onto the floor with his foot before he could break free of his restraints.

Jack raised his dagger, ready to stab it through Joseph's heart.

Before he could do so though, a spark cut through the air and smashed into Jack's wrist.

"Ow!" Jack screamed as the dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.

He stared at his wrist in disbelief as the skin began to swell and blister.

Looking at the ground, he was shocked to find that the weapon had been a cigarette butt.

"Who's there?"

Thomas and Jack whirled around to see three people appearing at the entrance.

The person in the lead was in a black suit, and his sideburns were snowy white. He had the aura of a

mighty hawk and the body as straight as a tree trunk.

To his left was a tall man with slanted eyes, and to his right was a stout man with tiger eyes.

It was none other than the trio of Carl, Yoel and Fabian.

The person who had thrown the cigarette butt and knocked the dagger out of Jack's hand was Fabian.

A look of wild excitement appeared on Joseph's face upon seeing the trio. "Mr. Russo! Please save

me!"

Bam!

"Shut up!” Thomas yelled as his fist connected with Joseph's cheek, shoving him onto the floor.

Carl simply glanced at Thomas and asked, "So you're Nathan Cross' right-hand man Thomas?"

Thomas pointed his chin at Carl. "So you're one of the top four goons of Dip Turner? Didn't you see

what happened to the Zabinskis? How do you still have the guts to come and stir up trouble here?”

Carl's eyes flashed with anger, but his voice remained calm. "Nathan killed my children, so I'm coming

to reap his soul. You're just a bait to lure him here."

Thomas snorted. "How absurd! Get ready to die! Men, take them down!"

Without hesitating, he led the charge towards the trio.

Jack and his subordinates also yelled their battle cry and rushed into the fray.

Fabian glared at them and bellowed, "You're provoking the wrong people!"

"You've gotten yourself some worthy opponents!" Yoel added.

After that, they rushed forward to parry Thomas and his subordinates' attacks.

Bam!

Fabian and Thomas smashed into each other, and while Fabian came out relatively unscathed,

Thomas staggered backwards while grimacing in pain.

At the same time, Yoel thrust out his fists in a powerful punching motion.

Bam! Thump!

Two of Thomas' subordinates flew into the air and landed on the ground with a loud thud, blood

spewing from their mouths. By the time they landed, they had already turned into corpses.

Thomas growled and threw himself into battle yet again.

Carl walked around the battlefield to reach Joseph and ask him if he was alright. By the time that

happened, the battle was long over.

Fabian and Yoel stood tall in the middle of the battlefield.

Thomas was lying on the ground, covered in injuries. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

The bodies of his subordinates were scattered around him, some of them just barely alive.

Joseph stared at the scene before him in shocked silence, before turning to Carl and thanking him

profusely. "Thank you, Mr. Russo! If not for you, I would have died!"

Carl simply smiled and turned around. "Fabian, Yoel, make sure Thomas stays alive. Tell Nathan Cross

to meet me in exchange for Thomas' life."

"Yes, Big Brother!" Fabian and Yoel said in unison.