Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 722

Jonathan's subordinates moved to drag Nathan away.

However, just as they neared his unmoving body, Nathan's eyes flew open and startled the men.

"F***, Young Master Lane! This dude isn't sedated!”

Nathan straightened his back and glowered at the group of intruders. In a glacial tone, he said, "Judging from your accents, you're not from Southania. You came from Northania, didn't you? I bet Helen sent you; that vixen!"

Jonathan gaped at Nathan, utterly stupefied. Never had he expected Nathan to be alert and vigilant, let alone accurately guess their motives.

Even so, he quickly regained his composure as a sneer replaced his alarmed expression.

He evaded Nathan's question with a menacing laugh, "I originally planned a painless death for you. Oh well, since you tried to outwit us by faking unconsciousness, you'll have to face the consequences!"

With that, Jonathan signaled his subordinates. "Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard, finish him!"

The trio were brothers by blood, with Dragon being the eldest and Panther being the youngest.

They were notorious criminals from Northania who had no qualms about staining their hands with blood. They could kill without batting an eyelid and were the epitome of cold-blooded murderers.

In their mission to eliminate Nathan, Jonathan had hired them as his hitmen.

The brothers swiftly followed Jonathan's orders and unsheathed their daggers. They approached Nathan from all sides to corner him, their sharp blades glinting ominously.

However, before they could get any closer, the door busted open from the force of a

firm kick.

A man with unruly hair appeared at the doorway. Standing next to him was an emotionless man with short, white hair.

The newcomers were Thunderstorm and Waves.

Thunderstorm flashed them a wicked smile and scoffed, "How dare you offend Mr. Cross? You're digging your own grave!"

"Why are you wasting your breath on scum? Just kill them!" Waves cut his partner off impatiently.

The latter jumped into action the moment he had said his piece, his movements so fast that he became a blur.

Before the trio could react, Waves was already standing before them.

Thump!

Waves landed a solid punch in Dragon's face.

The force from the hit left a huge indent in Dragon's face. His features had been severely mutilated, and his head resembled a bloody, deflated beach ball. He toppled backwards due to the momentum and dropped dead before he could even cry out.

Nathan loomed over Jonathan and asked unemphatically, "Now, are you ready to honestly reveal the person you're working for?"

"It's Madam Helen," Jonathan answered truthfully, his voice quivering from the immense pain. "She said Sir Zayn is in a vegetative state, so all of the Cross family's assets are hers to manipulate.”

"But she's worried you would return to the Cross family and fight for the inheritance, so she sent me to murder you," Jonathan blabbered with no restraint to preserve his life.

Nathan nodded in understanding after he heard Jonathan's explanation. "This woman is playing with fire!"

Jonathan groveled at Nathan's feet and pleaded, Tve told you all I know. Please let me live."

Nathan replied coldly, "Answering my question will only lessen your torment. I never agreed to let you off."

At this, fury and trepidation surged through Jonathan. "You jerk!" He shrieked, "You dare kill me? Don't you know who I am? I'm from the Lane Family of Northania!"

"Furthermore, Madam Helen and I are in a relationship. If you end my life, the Lane Family and Madam Helen will come for you..."

Nathan's gaze grew cold when he heard Jonathan's threats. He picked Penny up in his arms and tossed an order over his shoulder as he left, "Thunderstorm, Waves, destroy these lowlifes."

He had just stepped out the door when a sharp click sounded behind him. Jonathan Lane had been abruptly silenced, and this time, for eternity.

Rating the Translation Will Gain Two Pearls.