Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1760

According to Nathan's usual style of doing things, he would have already sent Leaser to his death for trying to harm his family again.

However, the presidential election was currently ongoing and all the big shots were busy competing to be the next President.

Hence, Nathan did not want to cause a huge stir at a time like this.

“Break their legs, then get someone to send them back so that their own families can discipline them,” Nathan instructed coldly.

The moment Nathan gave his verdict, Leaser and his company paled visibly.

“I dare you to touch me!” he exclaimed with trepidation.

Sure!

Jack kicked Ceaser down in one move, then ruthlessly stomped on his left calf.

Crack!

The hair-raising sound of bones shattering echoed through the space as Leaser s left leg was broken in a single kick.

“Ahhhh!”

Ceaser let out a piercing scream that rang through the whole place.

Jack and the remaining seventeen riders strode purposefully toward the others and swiftly made their moves.

The sound of bones breaking filled the air followed by ear-splitting shrieks.

Each of them had one of their legs broken and were rolling on the ground wailing in pain.

Nathan cast a glance at Leaser as the latter cradled his broken leg on the ground, saying calmly, “I have spared your life twice now. There won't be a third time. You'd do well to remember that.

“If this happens another time, forget your parents, even God won't be able to protect you.”

With that, Nathan stubbed out his cigarette and stood up to leave.

The Channing military district swiftly dispatched men to send Ceaser and his friends back to Brimmopolis.

At noon the following day, Ceaser lay on the bed inside a VIP ward at Union Hospital in Brimmopolis.

There were bandages wrapped around his chest and his left leg.

Beside his bed stood Clifford in a gray jacket and Gillian in a green dress, both wearing unsightly looks on their faces. There were also members of the National Guards around Clifford as well as Gillian's family members and bodyguards.

Clifford shook his head. “President Windsor and the others fully support Zion Lucas to compete with me for the President's seat.

“I need to focus all of my effort on succeeding the position, so now is not the time to further complicate things or to have another conflict with Cross.”

Gillian was infuriated. “Our son has been bullied so badly, but you're afraid of taking revenge on Cross and his wife?”

Clifford heaved a sigh. “It's not that I'm afraid, but this is not the right time. Once I become

President, I'll make sure to make Cross pay for everything he's done.”

Gillian seethed with anger and spat, “You're still as selfish as ever. All you care about is yourself!”

“You're unwilling to avenge your son because you are scared it'll affect your own future, right? Fine, the Goldsteins will take matters into our own hands.”

With that, she stormed away.

Clifford furrowed his brows. He was well aware of his ex-wife's personality. She strongly believed in an eye for an eye, and once she made up her mind, it would be impossible to sway her.

He did not care too much either as his primary goal was to succeed the President's seat. If the Goldsteins wanted to go head-to-head with Nathan and Penny, he wasn't going to stop them.

In his opinion, since Nathan was stationed all the way in the North, if the Goldstein family really wanted to go against Penny, it would be a piece of cake for them. His son had only ended up in this predicament due to his carelessness.