Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 149

After saying that, Big Skull raised his right arm and swung it towards Benson's face, wanting to give him a huge slap.

But before his hand could come into contact with Benson's face, Nathan stepped forward and stopped him.

"How dare you hit my dad?" Nathan asked coldly while grabbing Big Skull's wrist.

Big Skull gazed at Nathan in shock. He tried to break free of the latter's grasp, but he couldn't move at all.

"Kneel now!" Nathan roared.

Then, he lifted one foot and kicked Big Skull in both his kneecaps.

Crack! CracklThe sounds of bones cracking could send shivers down everyone's spine. Nathan instantly broke both of Big Skull's legs with a kick.

Big Skull wailed in pain and fell heavily to his knees in front of Benson. The man was in so much pain that his tears and sweat formed alongside each other.

Benson, Leah and the others stared at Nathan in shock, unable to believe what they saw.

Nathan Cross looked so graceful and elegant but who would ever guess that he could be so ruthless?

"This little brat actually hit Big Skull? Let's kill him!"

The men who were bashing up the place began to rush over while yelling with rage.

"Be careful, Nathan!" Penny and Leah screamed in fear.

Big Skull thought he could count on his henchmen to get rid of Nathan.

But he was disappointed very soon.

Nathan was swift as lightning and strong as a mountain. Every move he made caused his enemies to scream in pain.

None of these henchmen were a match for Nathan.

In less than two minutes, all thirty of his men were on the floor, groaning and whimpering in pain.

Penny was long aware of Nathan's abilities, so she could still take it calmly.

He had gotten so wasted last night that he only woke up around 10 am the next morning.

A triumphant expression formed on his face as he gazed at those beautiful women lying next to him.

Despite being in his forties, he was still full of vigor!

Putting on a white robe, Jon walked out of the bedroom barefoot and entered the living room.

Just as he sat down, a muscular man in black strode in.

The man was over two meters in height and packed with muscles. Even the black suit he wore couldn't conceal his ripped physique.

Just from the looks of it, he possessed an explosive amount of strength.

The guy had a distinct jawline and sharp eyes, but there was a scar in the middle of his left eyebrow.

This man was Jon Xander's most powerful fighter, Scar.