Salute To The General

Chapter 305 The Wolf Of The International Waters

Hunter looked at him arrogantly. "I am the so-called 'Wolf of the International Waters!' Ten years ago, I

hijacked and sank the Princess cruise in international waters together with my subordinates. Of course,

we've murdered people before!"

Ten years ago, a locally-registered cruise ship carrying several millionaires sailed into international

waters for gambling purposes.

However, the ship was stormed by pirates and sank, killing everyone on board.

It had been the news of the year.

However, since the incident had taken place on international waters, there was a severe lack of

evidence, so the culprits were never arrested.

Nathan had never expected to meet those pirates in person.

He nodded. "Alright then. That settles it."

Hunter looked confused. "What do you mean 'that settles it'?"

Nathan raised his hand and curled his fingers to make a finger gun. He pointed it at Hunter and his

subordinates. "Since all of you are criminals that deserve to die, I won't hesitate to end your lives.”

Hunter and his subordinates froze for a moment, before bursting into laughter yet again.

"Boss, is he threatening us?"

"What is he going to use? His fingers?"

"Is this guystupid?"

Hunter smirked. "Boys! Load your guns! Show him what real guns do!"

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The sounds of guns being loaded rang through the arena.

Soon, the crowd was poised to shoot.

However, Nathan simply pulled the trigger on his finger gun and whispered, "Bang!"

It was just a barely audible sound.

Thousands of meters away, the Dragonfury soldiers perched on the hills fired their guns in unison.

Hunter's subordinates fell to the ground, some of them literally shattering into pieces, as a bloody mist

filled the air.

Within seconds, Hunter's subordinates had turned into corpses, covered in blood and gore.

What?

Hunter looked like he had just seen a ghost, his eyes wide and his body tense.

He could not believe what he had just witnessed.

Then, he looked up at Nathan, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

A stream of liquid began to run down his legs and onto the floor.

The smell of ammonia began to permeate the air, together with the metallic stench of blood.

Hunter had wet himself out of pure shock!

Nathan pointed his finger gun at Hunter.

"No!" Hunter screeched.

At the same time, he raised the Desert Eagle in his right hand in an attempt to make the first move.

Unfortunately, he was too late.

A thousand meters away, Colin Dunne had already pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle.

Bam!

Hunter's head exploded into a bloody mist, and his headless body slowly toppled onto the ground.

Without even bothering to take a second look, Nathan strode over to the shooting range and freed

Thomas from his restraints. "Are you alright?"

Thomas was covered in blood and was shaky, but he forced himself to stand upright. "I'm fine, Master!”

"What? Hunter's dead? The arena sealed off and under investigation?"

The news of Hunter's death reached Carl the moment he came out of the funeral parlor, and it shocked

him greatly.

Even his sworn brothers found it puzzling.

Joseph could only force a smile. "Apparently, Hunter was the perpetrator of the Princess cruise tragedy

ten years back. The arena is swarming with police now, and no one can go in, not even the journalists.”