Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 651

Lenard's tone was nasty as he roared, "Who dares to lay a finger on my son!”

Sherlyn gave an exaggerated cry of 'My baby!' before rushing over. Shoving Jack's men aside, she helped Howard to his feet.

The young man hugged his mother tightly, whining almost petulantly, "Mummy, they'd wanted to break my limbs!”

Like a tigress protecting her cub, Sherlyn growled, "Whoever dares to touch my precious son shall die!"

Nathan's lips curled up into a mocking smile. "So your son is precious but another person's daughter deserves to get bullied and humiliated?"

The Smith couple focused their attention on Nathan.

When Lenard saw who it was, he was visibly taken aback. "Nathan Cross!"

He was well-aware that the previous patriarch of the Alberesque Smith's, Louie, had died at the hands of Nathan.

Under such circumstances, he would normally not have had the courage to come to Channing, acting so impudently. He did not want to suffer the same fate as his predecessor. However, with Nathan angering General Bachok, he had no choice but to be involved in this mess now.

"Lenard Smith, just the man I'd wanted to see. Looks like we can settle our debts tonight," Nathan stated with a sneer.

Lenard scoffed, "What debts would that be?"

Nathan pointed at Kylie, explaining, "Your son had snuck some drugs into my sister-in-law's drink and was impersonating as her boyfriend so that he could take her away. I'm certain his intentions were less than noble. What are you going to do about this?"

Pursing his lips, Lenard replied, "How can you be sure that it was my son?"

Jack piped up, "We have witnesses who'd seen his actions. We also have the surveillance tapes to prove it."

His statements silenced the Smith's.

Sherlyn sniffed disdainfully. "So what if he really did drug her? It's not like he actually did anything to her. She'll be fine once she wakes up. It's not a big deal. My son is still a young boy. He'd better not be traumatized by this incident or I'll see that you'll be punished!"

Young boy?

Everybody present was dumbfounded at her words.

Howard was a grown man in his twenties, for crying out loud! How could she manage to call him a young boy with a straight face?

They glanced between Howard, who was hiding behind his mother, and Sherlyn, who had a fierce glare on her face as she protected her son.

At last, they came to the realization that Howard Smith was a mother's boy and also a huge baby.

Seeing as Lenard only had one son, he glared at Nathan and demanded, "Although my son did make a mistake, no great losses arose from it. What do you plan to do to him?"

"As I've said earlier, I want to break his arms and legs," Nathan answered blandly.

Wham! Thunderstorm's fist rose up and slammed into a man, cracking his skull instantly.

Waves snapped his leg out in a vicious kick, sending another opponent flying out and knocking down another score of men like a bowling ball.

Lenard's eyes popped out of his head in shock.

How strong!

Little did he know, Waves and Thunderstorm were Quetzalcoatl's best fighters.

Not only were they incredibly powerful, but rather, they were also ruthless to the core. They did not like to use flashy moves, instead choosing speed and pure strength to overpower their opponents.

Like tigers among sheep, the two men waded through the throng of men, mowing them down like they were nothing.

The so-called elites of the Smith family dropped like flies while screaming in pain.

Very soon, all of the men were lying in a pool of their own blood.

Of the Smith's, only Lenard, Sherlyn and Howard were still standing.

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