Chapter-67
The Cobra was more brutal than they had expected. He even dared to slap an elite from Millersburg over a minor misunderstanding. There was no doubt that he was the mighty Cobra!
"How dare you hit me?" Matt cried as he cradled his burning cheek in disbelief. How dare some random thug hit him? He was from the Laney family!
"So what if I hit you? Don't you deserve it for causing trouble on my turf?" The Cobra shot him a cold smile.
"Do you know that I'm from the Laney family?!" Matt thundered. He had always been a prideful person, so getting slapped in public was the greatest humiliation of his life!
"The Laney family? So what?" snorted the Cobra. "Don't you know how to show respect on someone else's turf? I don't care if you're the king. When you're on my turf, you bow to me. You understand?!"
The Laney family had been glorious once. Even his boss had to show them his respect in the past. Now, they were no different from anyone else. Even if they were famous, the Laney family had fallen a few social classes long ago.
"Cobra! Are you provoking the Laney family so openly?" Matt challenged, with an unkind look on his face. He had thought that using his family name would scare the Cobra. To his surprise, his trick was ineffective.
"Stop fucking making a fool of yourself here! What's so grand about being a Laney? I'll be honest with you. I've got someone backing me up, and it's Sir Anderson!" shouted the Cobra, his eyes bulging.
"Sir Anderosn?!" Matt looked taken aback. All his rage dissipated instantly. Sir Anderson wasn't just an aristocrat but one of the Five Big Guns of the Anderson family. He was the true face of the business world and a powerful figure in this city!
Even when the Laney family was still in their prime, they had had to bow to Sir Anderson! He never expected a puny thug like the Cobra would have the Anderson family backing him.
"Hey, Laney! If you don't want to get a damn beating, then get lost. Or else, I'm going to beat all of you up together!" growled the Cobra fiercely.
"You—* Matt trailed off. He was outraged but helpless. He couldn't afford to offend Sir Anderson.
Seeing Matt fall silent, Florence and James' confidence wavered. They had thought that they could do anything they wanted with the Laney family backing them up. They never expected the Cobra to be so brutal. He hadn't just embarrassed the Laney family. He had even slapped Matt. If the Laney family wasn't enough to scare the Cobra, did this mean certain death for them?!
"Who were the ones causing trouble just now? Come out and face me!" the Cobra bellowed furiously.
James was terrified, and he nearly peed his pants.
"Sir Draco! Let's talk things out. My brother is young and ignorant. I'll apologize on his behalf. I'll pay double for all the losses incurred!" Dahlia spoke up hastily as she watched the situation go awry.
The Cobra was ruthless, and he meant what he said. In this situation, they had no choice but to sacrifice.
"Pay double? Do I look like I need the money? If I don't make an example of you today, won't any Tom, Dick, or Harry dare cause trouble on my turf next time? Men, chop their hands off!" he ordered.
The muscular men behind him strode forward, brandishing their machetes.
"Dahlia! Help me! Help me!" James exclaimed, scared out of his wits, as he hid behind Dahlia. Just as he was about to get caught, a beer bottle flew through the air and smashed into the heads of one of the burly men.
With a smash, the man collapsed dead on the spot. The crowd was stunned.
"Who's there? Who did that?!"
The Cobra's expression darkened, and he swept his piercing gaze around the room. He was greeted by the sight of beer bottle after beer bottle.
"Smash, smash, smash, smash!"
The bottles shot out like cannonballs and sent each man sprawling. Each bottle met its target with deadly accuracy!
"Who's being such a fucking coward? Come out and face me if you have the balls!" roared the Cobra furiously.
No ordinary man could send a dozen men flying with just beer bottles.
"Sir Draco, forgiveness is a virtue. Why won't you show mercy?" a voice replied.
Dustin strolled out from amongst the crowd, attracting stares across the room.
"Who is that? How dare he attack Sir Draco's men? Does he have a death wish?"
"He's quite handsome, but he's not very smart to offend Sir Draco."
"If it were me, I would have run away after hurling the bottles. Why would he fucking show his face? Isn't he courting death?!" The crowd gossiped. Some were surprised, some showed admiration, and some enjoyed the drama.
"Why are you here?" Dahlia questioned, confused. She never assumed Dustin would show up.
"What is this idiot doing here?" Florence and James exchanged looks of confusion.
"Who are you, boy? How dare you attack my men?" the Cobra asked, with a menacing expression that suggested he wanted to bite Dustin's head off.
"Who I am is not important. For the sake of your safety, Let's just let this incident slide," Dustin replied curtly.
"Let it slide? Who the fuck do you think you are? I'll just let it slide just because you said so. — Just as he was about to curse, a beer bottle smashed into his head. Blood and beer trickled down his face.
Everyone was appalled! The onlookers' eyes bulged with looks of utter disbelief. No one had expected Dustin to be so bold. He had hit the Cobra just because of a disagreement. He showed no hesitation. He must be out of his mind! After a brief moment of silence, the whole bar exploded in an uproar.
"He's done for! This young man is dead! No one can save him!"
"I must say I admire his courage. He even dares to hit Sir Draco! He has the courage of a lion!"
"He really is a hero. He has my respect!"
"He sure looks cool, but who can survive Sir Draco's fury?"
The crowd tattled on, but their gazes as they looked toward Dustin were like looking at a prisoner facing the guillotine.
The crowd muttered on, but their expressions turned to worry as they watched Dustin, a prisoner facing the guillotine.
"Dustin! Are you crazy?! You you actually…" Dahlia sputtered. She was so shocked that she couldn't complete her sentences.
That was Sir Draco! He lorded over South City and was the head honcho of the underground! He did not give a damn about the Laney family! How dare he?!
"This idiot must have hit his head. How could Dustin be brave enough to hit Sir Draco?" James was dumbfounded.
Although Dustin was standing up for them, what he did was just too crazy! James would never dream of doing something like this.
"You like fooling around so much, don't you? I'm going to watch your last moments!"
As the shock passed, Matt couldn't help but smile coldly. He had felt uneasy since Dustin had shown off at the hospital. He had even dared to fool around on the Cobra's turf this time.
He really didn't value his life!