Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 887

Before Johann could say anything, Nathan, Colin, Penny, and Kylie came out of the private room as well.

Nathan spoke up indifferently, "Mr. Mayor, since they say that they're children, why don't we have their parents come here to deal with this? After all, a parent needs to bear responsibility for the mistakes his child makes."

Johann instantly nodded in agreement. "You're right. Contact their parents right away!"

In less than ten minutes, Lance and Connor's fathers, Lincoln Luth and Clarence Kent, arrived with their subordinates in tow.

Furious at his son for offending the mayor, Clarence grabbed a chair and slammed it onto his son's body. The father shouted all the while, "I'm going to kill you, you little piece of sh*t!"

Taking a leaf out of the other man's book, Lincoln also snagged a chair to beat Lance. "You useless brat! How dare you disrespect the mayor! I should just beat you to death for causing trouble wherever you go. It would be more merciful than having you dragged in front of the firing squad!"

The two young men crouched on the floor with their hands protecting their heads. They did not make a sound as their fathers continued to beat them.

Anyone with eyes could see that it was all an act, though. Despite raising the chairs up high, there was barely any force behind each hit as the chairs simply tapped against their skin.

After a while of "beating" their sons, the fathers put down the chairs and looked at Johann with hopeful eyes. "Mr. Mayor, our sons are ignorant and foolish. Please forgive them this time! We'll definitely discipline them strictly when we get back."

Nathan could not help the puff of laughter that escaped him.

His action enraged Clarence and Lincoln.

Clarence glared at Nathan and growled, "What are you laughing at?"

With his lips twitching upward in a faint smile, Nathan replied mildly, "I'm laughing at your so-called 'strict discipline'.”

The two fathers exchanged confused glances before Lincoln demanded, "What do you mean?"

His kneecaps shattered and he, too, fell to the floor, cradling his legs while writhing in pain.

Everybody's eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets as they stared at the scene before them in astonishment.

Clarence and Lincoln were also infuriated at their sons' predicament. If it were not for the presence of the mayor and the police, they would have thrown themselves at Nathan to beat the crap out of him.

By now, all that remained in Nathan's hand was half of a chair leg. Tossing it aside, Nathan grinned at the two fathers.

"Now this is a real beating!"

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