THE GREAT GENERAL

Chose The Wrong Target

"What happened?" said Zake, the man called Boss.

The four of his men who were thrown away did not stand up again. Either they died or passed out, he didn’t know.

And before he had time to digest their current situation, several of his other subordinates were also thrown away.

In an instant, dozens of burly men were lying on the road, some grimacing and some not moving. Their weapons were scattered in the street and on the sidewalk.

Tony kicked away several weapons that were in his way. Now, he walked straight towards Zake.

Seeing his men paralyzed so easily, Zake was furious. He clenched his fists tightly. He grinned and stared at Tony viciously.

"You bastard! I’ll kill you!” Tony shouted, taking the ax sheathed on his back and swinging it in the air as he lunged at Tony.

Tony's steps stopped, making the female mechanic who was standing next to her motorbike stunned; she thought Tony would be hit by the big man's slash.

But that's not what happened. Tony easily blocked Zake's powerful attack, then grabbed Zake's hand and twisted it, until the big man collapsed onto the sidewalk.

Tony then took Zake's ax which was still floating in the air, smashing it downwards, right onto the sidewalk to the left of Zake's head.

Zake looked at Tony in fear. His open mouth moved but he didn't say anything.

And finally, his trousers were wet at the crotch, filled with the annoying smell of urine.

Tony made a disgusted face, then stood up and kicked the ax until it flew dozens of meters.

“Who sent you guys? If you cooperate with me, I will let you all go. But if you don’t…”

Baaam!!

Tony stomped his right foot on the sidewalk, causing a crack in it.

Zake tried to get up, even though his hands and feet were shaking.

'Who is this person I just teased? He's even scarier than Uncle Don,' he thought.

He then reached into his trouser pocket and took out his cell phone which kept vibrating.

“Whose call?” Tony asked.

“U-u-uncle Don. T-t-the person who sent us,” Zake answered, struggling.

"Give it to me!"

Tony bent down and took the cell phone from Zake's hand, then answered the call.

"How is it, Zake? Have you and your men finished him off? Your mission this time is really easy, right? You just need to get rid of the Robertson Family's trash son-in-law,” said Uncle Don.

“Uncle Don, what business do you have with me? Why did you send your people to finish me off? I don't even know you!" Tony responded.

Uncle Don fell silent. He just called in the hope of hearing good news from Zake, but now he heard the voice of someone he didn't know.

"Who are you?" Uncle Don asked.

"Who else? I'm your target, the trash son-in-law of the Robertson Family," quipped Tony.

“You… What the… Where is Zake?”

“I was stepping on his stomach. His pants smell like urine!”

Tony's answers made Zake fall silent again. What does this mean?

Zake was defeated by the Robertson Family's trash son-in-law? How could that be?

Zake was his strongest and most reliable man!

" Answer my question, Uncle Don! Did someone pay you to finish me off? Is that what happened?” Tony asked him again.

"I... I don't need to answer questions from anyone, including you!" Uncle Don replied, raising his tone to show his dominance.

It would work if the one he faced was Zake. But this time, he faced Tony, the legendary invincible Great General.

“Stop wasting my time, Uncle Don! If you don't want to answer my questions correctly, I will find you and finish you off! Did you hear me?”

Tony's threat sounded very real to Uncle Don as if Tony said it right in front of him.

Uncle Don suddenly seemed to be in a narrow, dark room. He reflexively ended the call, without answering Tony's questions.

Tony groaned. "Okay, if that's what you want," he said, dropping the cell phone and Zake struggled to catch it.

“Tell me where this person you call Uncle Don is! If you play with me, I'll break both of your legs!” he continued, looking at Zake viciously.

Zake looked back at Tony. The fear was so clear in his eyes.

He had no choice but to do what Tony asked, even if it meant he had to betray Uncle Don.

…

At his favorite bar, which he visited almost every day, Uncle Don got up from his chair and threw down his empty glass.

Crunch!

The broken glass was scattered on the floor. A sexy woman who was accompanying Uncle Don, who was sitting clinging to him moments ago, reflexively stood up and walked away.

The woman looked at Uncle Don worriedly. "What’s wrong? The person you just called annoyed you again?" he asked.

Uncle Don looked at the woman with his chest heaving and falling. His eyes then fell on the woman's deep and adorable cleavage.

His intention in coming to his favorite bar was to have fun with this sexy woman, but now the desire for that had disappeared, replaced by the desire to hurt someone or destroy something.

But Uncle Don didn't want to hurt his beloved woman. Instead, he took the wine bottle that was still three-quarters full and threw it at the door.

Crunch!

Like the glass earlier, the fragments of the wine bottle worth tens of thousands of dollars were scattered on the floor. Some of the red liquid stuck to the door and moved down.

The sexy woman, finding Uncle Don raging, decided to keep quiet. She folded her arms across her chest, closing her mouth tightly.

She knew Uncle Don very well because that middle-aged man had been her loyal customer for the last three years.

If it's like this, it's better to let Uncle Don vent his frustration first. Later, he will calm down on his own.

Only then would she approach him and try to make him relaxed, be it with a touch of her hand, a rub of her boobs, or a kiss on his lips.

After a while, Uncle Don seemed to calm down. He then took his cell phone and called someone.

“Bobby, what does this mean?! Who exactly is the person you asked me to kill?!”

"What do you mean, Uncle?"

“Don't act like you know nothing! Who is he? He just beat my best guy easily!”

“Eh? What? I don't understand what you mean, Uncle Don.”

“Damn you, Bobby!”

Annoyed, Uncle Don ended the call.

If he knew his target this time was so powerful, he would have charged many times more so he could hire a professional assassin or sniper.

That way, he didn't have to sacrifice Zake, his valuable asset.

But now it's useless to think about it. What he had to think about was how he would respond to Tony's threat earlier.

“Selena, let's have fun next time. I have to go," said Uncle Don to the sexy woman, and without waiting for her response he walked towards the door.

Just as his hand was holding the doorknob and he was about to turn it, suddenly someone broke open the door from the outside, causing the door to fall off its hinges and fall on Uncle Don’s leg.

“Ouch!! My feet! My feet!!” Uncle Don groaned.

In the doorway, Tony stood fiercely. Zake stood behind him, looking at Uncle Don with a pale face.

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