Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 2749

Whoosh!

A werewolf warrior appeared in front of Nathan at breakneck speed. He raised his hand to scratch Nathan's face.

His speed and power were extraordinary.

The strike was so powerful that it was enough to kill an elephant on the spot.

Nathan's eyes widened.

At that moment, he played out his lightning moves in slow motion.

He reached out and grabbed the werewolf s wrist with his left hand.

The werewolf never expected Nathan to intercept his attack, as he thought he would land the final blow. He couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

A deep fear gripped his heart after the shock, for he could foresee Nathan's next move.

Nathan didn't give him a chance to react as he tightened his grip and broke the werewolf s wrist. Crack!

The werewolf howled in pain as he bared his fangs and bit Nathan's neck.

Just as he was about to sink his razorsharp teeth into his neck, Nathan punched him in the face.

Bam'.

His fist collided with the werewolf s fangs.

However, instead of ripping Nathan's hand apart as the werewolf had imagined, his fangs shattered as if they were made of glass as they came into contact with Nathan's iron fist.

Nathan quickly followed up with another punch to his face.

Bam!

A muffled thud echoed through the air.

His facial bones shattered as blood splattered everywhere. The werewolf flew into the air. His vision dimmed, and his hearing gradually faded before he passed out.

Nathan lowered his head and saw a broken fang stuck to the back of his right wrist. He lifted his left hand and brushed it away casually.

Whoosh!

Catherine, who was hiding in the Cadillac, knew about Nathan's abilities, but she couldn't help staring in awe at his terrifying power every now and then.

Morse, on the other hand, inhaled sharply.

Cold sweat dotted his forehead as a chill ran down his spine.

He finally realized what a terrifying being he had offended.

Putting aside the fact that Nathan was the President of Eurasia, only a handful in this world could stand up against his powerful attacks.

How could I make this man my enemy ? Taunting this man is equivalent to digging my own grave.

The color drained from Morse's face as he recalled the incident at Victoria Auction House that night.

More than a hundred werewolf warriors had died at Nathan's feet by now.

Colin and Ava had also wiped out plenty.

Nuguri couldn't sit still anymore. “You guys will take care of Nathan's subordinates and his family while I take care of Nathan with the aid of the Eighteen Warriors.”