The General

Looking at my watch, it was 6:13 PM—or should I say it was 1813 if we were gonna be a little location-accurate with it.

With that said, we definitely had all the eyes on us while we were tearing Lopez a new asshole but judging from everyone's reactions, more shit was about to go down. However, Major Perez couldn't hide the twinkle in his eyes when he briefly glanced at me though he did order medical staff to take care of Lopez's injuries.

"You guys are f-fucked…" the bitch-ass let out before hissing because the medical staff assigned to him just tried to wipe his face with a clean piece of cloth.

I let out a chuckle, "Bitch, you speak one more fucking word I'll make sure to fucking cuck you by the end of the night."

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"