Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1518

Flicking his sleeves, Nathan shot a glance at Mohamed and said impassionedly, "Do you still want to take advantage of me just because I'm new?"

Mohamed's face reddened with anger.

It was no longer a matter of money. As one of the warlords of Africa, he had his hand broken and his God of War defeated in front of all the other powerful men.

If he didn't get his revenge, how would he ever gain respect and provoke fear in his people?

However, his God of War had been knocked out by Nathan.

Based on the skills of his other subordinates, it was impossible for him to gain an upper hand against Nathan.

Just when he was racking his brains to look for someone who could defeat Nathan, a man in a black suit with gold-rimmed glasses appeared in front of him.

He was a middle-aged man from Ariarica and had his hair slicked back. Smiling, he asked, "Mr. Mohamed, do you need help?"

When the crowd saw the bespectacled man from Ariarica, they couldn't help but gasp.

Even Mohamed's face lit up in delight and exclaimed, "Mr. McKevin!"

McKevin was the owner of the largest mercenary group in the world, Blackstone Mercenaries.

The Blackstone Mercenaries were involved in every single war during the last decade. Therefore, they were highly regarded all over the world.

Furthermore, not only did they have tens of thousands of well-trained soldiers, but they also had the support of many global militaries.

The armaments they used could easily outclass that of a small country's army.

For many reasons, McKevin's words carried a lot of weight wherever he went.

Even the king of a small country would be mindful to respect him.

As Mohamed and McKevin worked together often, they enjoyed a cordial relationship.

Hence, when he saw McKevin, it was as if he had seen his savior.

Approaching McKevin, he pleaded, "Mr. McKevin, you arrived at the nick of time. This man here is acting way out of line."

"Help me teach him a lesson and all my weapons and mercenary contracts for the next three years will be given to Blackstone.”

Hearing the offer, McKevin let out a smile of satisfaction. "Very well!”

"I think Mr. Mohamed will spare you on my account. How about that?"

Hearing that, everyone turned their attention to Nathan and looked at him sympathetically.

This man has potential, but he is just too young and reckless. He has brought doom onto himself.

Roland had assumed that his 20th ranking on the Leaderboard of Battle gods would frighten Nathan into breaking his own hands and pleading for his life.

Contrary to his expectations, Nathan did not do as he was told. Instead, Nathan retorted with a smile, "You're not qualified to ask anything of me!"

"To be honest, your rank on the Leaderboard of Battle gods means nothing to me!"

Roland was dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, Mohamed and McKevin were equally shocked.

Everyone else in the arena and the other arms dealers at the outer rim gaped in disbelief.

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