The Butcher General's Return: Don't Touch My Daughter
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Five years ago, the Savage family poisoned my parents, broke both my legs, and threw me into the river. I barely survived — pulled out by passing mercenaries, I spent five years building an army that answers only to me.
Today, five years later, I’ve returned with that army for revenge. I thought they would be terrified and beg for mercy. I never imagined they’d be insane enough to kidnap my daughter — a daughter I didn’t even know existed, Mia.
She’s crying in an abandoned warehouse, her tiny hand clutching an old coat I left behind five years ago, calling out “Daddy.”
My wife, to save her, is taking off her dress in front of another man.
Outside the warehouse, ten thousand soldiers are waiting for my command.
And in my heart, there is only one thought: kill them all.
Today, five years later, I’ve returned with that army for revenge. I thought they would be terrified and beg for mercy. I never imagined they’d be insane enough to kidnap my daughter — a daughter I didn’t even know existed, Mia.
She’s crying in an abandoned warehouse, her tiny hand clutching an old coat I left behind five years ago, calling out “Daddy.”
My wife, to save her, is taking off her dress in front of another man.
Outside the warehouse, ten thousand soldiers are waiting for my command.
And in my heart, there is only one thought: kill them all.















































