Salute To The General

Chapter 320 Kneel

Attracted by the commotion, Nathan and the rest exited the private room.

He instantly moved to stand in front of Penny. Taking in the scene with a quick sweep of his eyes, he

questioned coldly, "What's going on here?"

The man in the floral shirt pointed at the inebriated man beside him, accusing, "I'm the boss here,

Daniel. Your woman has hit my cousin!"

"He tried to molest me and was acting very offensive!" Penny retorted.

Daniel scowled heavily and insisted, "I didn't see that; all I saw was you slapping him. You'd better

apologize to him right now and reimburse us one hundred thousand for the medical fees. If you don't,

I'll strip you naked right here and show you what offensive really is.”

Nathan narrowed his eyes dangerously. "A group of men ganging up on one woman. How capable of

you."

A cold glint flashed through Daniel's eyes and he gave Nathan a menacing smirk, "You're her man,

aren't you? Then you can pay for her actions. You have two options now. Either you get on your knees

to apologize to my cousin, or I can break both of your legs. You decide!"

His words caused anxiety to rise in the Smith family. Never in a million years would they have imagined

that they would run into this kind of trouble when out singing karaoke.

By contrast, Hank and Prudence Tonkins were delighted at the turn of events.

They knew that Daniel was on orders from Shane, to teach Nathan a lesson. They were eagerly

anticipating what would happen next. Would Nathan choose to beg for mercy on his knees or would he

allow Daniel to break his legs?

Penny whispered in a worried tone, "Maybe we should call the police.”

"There's no point in wasting police resources on these pathetic thugs." Nathan had not bothered to

lower his voice when he said that.

Angered by the other man's flippant words, Daniel bellowed, "Get him, boys! Break the little s***'s legs!"

With that being said, he led his men in a charge toward Nathan.

"Die!"

He threw a vicious hook at Nathan's face.

Lifting his left hand, Nathan easily grabbed hold of Daniel's fist and stopped it in its tracks.

Daniel's eyes popped out of their sockets while everyone present also had looks of disbelief painted

across their faces.

Built like a bull, there was a considerable amount of force behind Daniel's punch. Yet, Nathan did not

seem to be using much force at all to hold it back.

Nathan clenched his fingers lightly. Instantly, there were several loud cracks as the bones in Daniel's

hand broke.

Face twisting into a grimace, the latter howled in pain.

By then, the rest of the thugs had already neared Nathan. They raised their weapons, intending on

attacking the lone man and overwhelming him with numbers.

Nathan released Daniel's hand and rushed over towards the men. He weaved amongst them like a

snake, his movements quick as lightning and as powerful as thunder.

One by one, the thugs dropped to the floor like flies, letting out cries of pain. None were his match.

All of his men were groaning on the floor, defeated.

Quailing in fear but still trying to act tough, he shouted at Nathan, "I have to give it to you; you're a

tough man! But this is the

Eastern District of Channing, the territory of Mr. Green. You're dead now that you've caused trouble

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The words had barely left his lips when a group of nasty-looking men came running up the stairs.

The leader's voice drifted over even before he even came into sight, "Who dares to be so impudent as

to order me to kneel?"