Salute To The General

Chapter 399 They Are Coming For Us

Jack Green and the others saw what was happening and their expressions changed drastically.

"Thomas, they came prepared and are coming for us. What should we do?"

Before Thomas could say anything, Terrence snorted and yelled, "Thomas Dunn, do you want to get

down from your car by yourself, or should I have my people smash your car and drag you out like a

dead dog?"

Thomas' face darkened as he yelled at Jack, “Get down!"

Immediately, Thomas alighted from the car with Jack and the dozen of subordinates.

He looked at the hundreds of enemies around him; all of them with murderous intent glinting in their

eyes. Then, his gaze landed on Terrence and Zucker.

Suppressing the rage within him, he snarled, "How dare you two play dirty? If you dare lay a finger on

me, my Master will never let you walk out of Channing alive!" Terrence snorted, "You don't have to

threaten me with Nathan Cross! He's just a nobody among us Southern Four!"

Zucker smiled and said, "Thomas, don't worry. We'll also send your Master and the rest of his people to

their deaths too. Since you're a family, you have to die together, right?"

Fury flashed through Thomas' eyes as he bellowed, "Kill them and break out of here!”

Jack and the rest shouted simultaneously, "Go!”

Terrence snorted and waved a hand. The hundreds of his subordinates all attacked Thomas and his

people at the same time like hungry wolves.

A fierce battle unfolded on the street in an instant.

These subordinates that Terrence and Zucker had brought with them were the cream of the crop. They

were all masters in fighting.

Thomas only had a dozen of people at his side and naturally could not overcome the hundreds of

enemies. Jack and the others fell one by one. Some of them were dead; others were severely injured.

Only Thomas was still ferocious like a provoked tiger as he bellowed with rage and fought tooth and

nail, leaving a few dozens of seriously mutilated enemies in his path.

As Thomas fought with all his might, a bald, obese man walked out slowly from the shadows.

He weighed over 300 pounds and the ground shook with every step he took.

With a dirty body, he looked like a butcher who butchered livestock for a living.

He was the powerhouse that was known as a ruthless killing machine, and the monster that Dip Turner

raised in the crypt of his home, The Assassin.

The Assassin stopped in his tracks about a dozen meters from the battle scene. His nostrils flaring with

white smoke coming out from them like a beast.

He gazed at Thomas who was fighting with all his might in the distance. Then, he suddenly walked

toward an MPV parked by the road, opened his arms wide and wrapped them around it. Growling, he

lifted up the MPV in one go.

"Gah!"

The Assassin roared ferociously and threw the MPV at Thomas.

The huge MPV hurtled toward Thomas like a massive cannonball.

Bang!

Just as he struggled to get up, The Assassin was already towering over him. Coոtent beloոgs to

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The impact caused Thomas' ribs to break and crimson liquid continued to spew from his mouth

incessantly.

A brutal glint flashed across The Assassin's eyes as he grinned viciously and roared, "Die!"