Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 268

Tobin Jacobs had just given his ultimatum when the two men closest to Nathan lunged towards him and Penny.

One intended to grab Penny's arm, whereas the other held a dagger that was aimed at Nathan.

Nathan raised his leg and delivered two swift kicks.

With two loud thuds, the two men flew backwards, with one crashing into a clothes rack and the other slamming into a wall before sliding to the floor.

Both spat out blood and suffered broken ribs.

Tobin's pupils dilated in shock. "So you have some tricks up your sleeve, eh? No wonder you've been so fearless and smug. Everyone, get him!"

All the other men leapt at Nathan like a pack of wolves.

Nathan held onto Penny's hand and casually strolled forward, looking as unbothered as a couple taking a walk.

Held firmly in his other hand was the cloth measuring tape, which he flicked around a few times.

Snap!

The narrow cloth tape landed on one of the men's face, and the pain it delivered was no less than that of a steel whip.

The skin of his face was slashed open and blood immediately gushed out, and the man fell to the floor screaming.

Another man was holding a machete when he rushed at Nathan.

But his machete hadn't even gotten close when the cloth tape whooshed around his arm.

Nathan gave it a tug and the man flew into the air, even knocking out some of his comrades when landing.

Each time Nathan took a step forward, one of the men would end up wailing on the ground, either dead or severely injured.

It was very literally 'one step one kill.'

The few men left standing were too afraid to make anymore advances.

They looked to their leader, Tobin Jacobs.

Tobin had also been greatly taken aback by Nathan's skills and imposing presence. He was not only lethal, but he was so calm and practically disinterested throughout.

It was like he wasn't even taking them seriously. He was behaving as casually as if he was just walking over to the tailor to speak to him about the suits.

He barely even looked at the 'roadblocks' in his way and swiftly incapacitated every one of them.

Tobin Jacobs had been involved in hundreds of fights in his lifetime, and had even been dubbed the ‘Hundred Slayer' for having slayed over a hundred men.

But now, standing in front of Nathan Cross, he felt insecure for the very first time.

And yet Mr. Charles had given him very clear orders to bring Nathan back, dead or alive.

But he dared not whine, deathly afraid that even one squeak would incur Nathan's wrath and get him killed.

Nathan turned his attention to Harvey Lynch. "Mr. Lynch, just use the standard body measurements for a 175cm-tall model and make two skirt suits for my wife. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Harvey Lynch came back to his senses and quickly nodded his head in agreement.

Thus, he received a five thousand deposit from Nathan, then he wrote him a receipt.

He informed him that the suits would be done within half a month and asked Nathan to return then to pick them up.

Nathan handed the receipt over to Penny for safekeeping, then the two promptly turned around to leave the tailor shop.

The severely injured Tobin was glad to see that Nathan the killing machine was heading out the door.

But just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief as he had been holding his breath, terrified that Nathan was going to squash him to death, Nathan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked right into Tobin's with an icy expression.

Tobin's heart dropped, and his voice quivered as he asked, "Mr. Cross, what else can I do for you?"

Nathan answered sternly. "Today is the deadline I gave for the Zabinski family to make themselves disappear. If they wish to retire without any harm befalling them, then have Charles Zabinski come to me personally and beg for forgiveness. Otherwise, I'll make sure the Zabinskis are thoroughly wiped from history."

After throwing that warning out, Nathan led Penny out of the tailor shop.