Salute To The General

Chapter 1633
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Chapter 1633

Warhound was stunned.

Ghoul took advantage of that short moment to move at breakneck speed.

All Warhound saw was a blur in front of his eyes, and suddenly Ghoul was standing right in front ofhim.

A sinister smile grew on Ghoul's pale face, a claw-like hand swiping towards Warhound's head.

Warhound hurriedly dodged the attack. His speedy reaction could already be consideredsuperhuman, but Ghoul was still faster than him. Ghoul's sharp fingernails slashed at his face, bloodtrickling down from the fresh wounds.

Some of the audience gasped and others

cheered.

Cheryl looked a smidge more worried than she did before.

Hagen clapped loudly, hollering, “Nice one, Ghoul! Don't give him a chance to catch his breath, justsend him on his way to hell!”

Ghoul wasn't in a rush to continue his attacks, languidly licking the blood from his nails as he smiledat Warhound. “This is it... This is the taste of a feast of death.”

He bent his knees slightly and entered into a squatting position. Like a bullet fired from a gun, helunged at Warhound and held a fist up aiming right for his face.

Roaring loudly, Warhound stepped forward and met the fist straight on.

Bam!

Their fists crashed against each other's, and Warhound was sent flying back by the sheer impact.

Ghoul followed after him like a shadow, raining down blows without missing a beat.

Warhound was not a bad fighter by any means, but Ghoul was surely out of his league.novelbin

He did his best to block most of the hits, but Ghoul quickly broke through his defenses and exposedthe front of his chest.

Ghoul, taking advantage of the newfound vulnerability, rushed towards Warhound like a lightningstrike and landed three punches in a row on the same spot on his chest.

Warhound's ribs were crushed completely.

Stumbling backward, he sputtered out a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the ground, instantlydying right there and then.

The audience erupted into cheers.

“What?”

Cheryl felt like the earth was swaying beneath her. Her eyes and mouth were wide from shock, andall the blood was drained from her face.

Warhound had actually lost.

Furthermore, Warhound hadn't just lost his life— Cheryl and her followers had just lost ten billion toHagen as well.

Even though there were all children from wealthy families, it hadn't been easy to collect the totaloften billion. They'd each had to pool all their funds and borrow money from other people too.

Now that they had actually lost, Cheryl and the others felt like their world was falling apart.

In stark contrast to their despair, Hagen and his groupies were whooping and hollering excitedly.

Hagen had a smug smile on his face as he led his followers to approach the other group. “You lost,Cheryl. Pay up the wagered amount often billion.”

Chewing on her bottom lip, Cheryl gave a sidelong glance to one of her companions wearing gold-rimmed glasses. “Lennon, transfer the money to their account.”

Lennon broke out in a cold sweat, nervously telling her in a small voice, “Ms. Stewart, we've onlycollected a total of eight billion. Even if we give them all the money we have, we'll still be short oftwo billion. I had already told you about this in the afternoon...”

Overhearing their conversation, Hagen snorted. “So you guys couldn't even pool together tenbillion? As a member of the Stewart family, you wouldn't run away, right, Cheryl?”

“Relax. I placed the bet, so I'll accept the defeat. I'll pay you. I'll give you eight billion tonight, andpay you the rest of the two billion in two months' time,” Cheryl replied coldly.

Hagen instantly refused. “Nope. Do you think this is some sort of department store where you canpay in installments?”

After saying that, he scanned Cheryl from head to toe, grinning evilly. “If you really want another twomonths so you can collect the two billion, you'll need to give me something else in exchange for thattime. After all, there's no such thing as a free meal; wouldn't you agree, Ms.

Stewa rt?”

Cheryl's eyebrows knitted together. “How much interest are you charging?” “Do you think I reallycare about that little bit of interest?” Hagen laughed heartlessly.

“Then what do you want?”

An evil grin grew on his face as he stared at her. “I want you. Come to my room and sleep with mefor a night, then we can talk about when you'll pay the rest of the two billion.”

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