Salute To The General

Chapter 278 Teaching The Pervert A Lesson

After Nathan finished listening to Kylie's reports, he turned his icy gaze onto the very-unattractive-

looking Hector Packwood. "How dare you threaten my wife?" he hissed.

Hector just stood there stuttering, unable to form any proper words.

He was someone who had a certain status in society, so rarely was he ever so pathetic.

But he couldn't help it. He had just seen what happened to Zander, Henry, and Chase with his very own

eyes. It had become very clear to him that in Channing, whatever Nathan said was the law.

Nathan frowned as he watched the pathetic human in front of him stuttering and finally lost his patience

after a few seconds. "Answer me!" he roared, as he raised his hand and delivered a harsh slap across

Hector's face.

Smack! One side of Hector's face immediately swelled up.

Hector had never suffered in such a manner before, but he understood he had to behave in front of

Nathan. He clutched his stinging face and cried, "Mr. Cross, Ms. Smith, I know I've made a mistake.

Please, forgive me..."

"Weren't you all arrogant and smug when you threatened my wife earlier? Where did all that hubris

go?” Nathan scoffed.

Hector looked down at his feet. "I..."

Nathan turned to look at Lincoln. "Perverts like him need to be taught a lesson. You shall arrange it,

and make sure it's a lesson he'll never forget.”

Lincoln racked his brain trying to think of an 'unforgettable lesson' for Hector. Soon, his eyes lit up as

he thought of the perfect idea.

He grinned slyly at Nathan. "Mr. Cross, old perverts like him would be well suited for holding cell No.

010"

Nathan and the rest were very puzzled. Why cell No. 010?

Lincoln chuckled as he lowered his voice and explained. "Cell No. 010 holds a handful of very large,

very burly men who came from the West. Gay men to be exact. They were apprehended because they

were getting handsy with other male patrons at a bar."

"A few days ago, a man under suspicion for multiple counts of theft was detained. There weren't any

empty holding cells, so they placed him in cell No. 010. Next thing we know, he had been forced to

service each and every one of those gay men!"

Penny, Kylie, and the rest all looked horrified at this piece of news.

As for Hector, he stood frozen to the floor without a drop of color on his face.

Nathan looked over at Hector and frowned. "This idiot is so ugly, the gays might not even be interested

in him."

Lincoln grinned, "They probably won't think so. After all, they came from the West, so they might not

have the same beauty standards as us here. In fact, they might not even look twice at the people we

personally find attractive."

Nathan nodded. "That's true."

Lincoln continued, "And those men are quite promiscuous so I doubt they're too picky at all. Any man in

the same room as them would likely be ravaged by them."

Nathan couldn't bear to listen any further so he waved his hand impatiently. "Go ahead then. Lock that

old pervert in with them."

"Send him to cell No. 010 and lock him in there for twenty-four hours," instructed Lincoln to his men.

"Yes, sir!"

Right away, two strong policemen walked right up to Hector.

Clang!

The steel door behind him locked.

He slowly lifted his head, and to his horror, he saw a number of very tall very muscular men sitting up in

their cots.

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One by one, their lips twitched up into wicked smiles.

They slowly inched towards him and surrounded him in a circle, all the while catcalling and whistling at

him.

"What do you think you're doing? Don't come closer! Don't come any closer!..."