"Who dares to stir up trouble on my turf? Do they have a
death wish?" Mason Zims bellowed as he strutted with a cigar in his
mouth. Everywhere he went, the crowd dispersed as they were all afraid of
provoking him. Even Dahlia's expression turned grave upon laying eyes on
him. Although Trevor Spanner was dead, Mason Zims managed to inherit all
of his power and was glowing in his element. With Edwin Hummer behind his
back too, not many had the privilege of offending him. sitively "You
escape through the side door. I'll cover for you!" Dahlia ordered as she
stepped forward to shield Dustin. She was an influential figure herself,
so even if Mason was batshit crazy, she knew he didn't have the balls to
do anything to her. It was a different story for Dustin though, for he
wasn't an influential figure or anything. So, if he were unfortunate
enough to fall into Zim's clutches, he would end up dead or disabled, at
the very least! "You want him to escape? Where to? As long as Sir Zims is
here, even if Jesus came down from Heaven today. He won't be able to save
you! Your death is imminent!" Mr. Chansey huffed before cockily strutting
up to Mason. "You've finally arrived, Sir Zims! Just take a look at my
face. Look how it got beat up!" Mr. Chansey lamented. "What happened
here?" Mason asked with an eyebrow raised. "The story is, this woman
approached me for a loan just now. But when I noticed that she had bad
credit, I refused to lend her any money. Who knew she'd be so shameless
as to start seducing me on top of toying with other men? And just because
I didn't want to give in to her mind games, she beat me up! Can you
believe this?" Mr. Chansey lied through his teeth, spewing out bullshit
the whole time. "Oh, she's a wild one, I see? Did you mention my name?"
Mason snapped. He didn't look like he came here to make friends. "Of
course I did! But they didn't bat an eye at the mention of your name and
even boldly proclaimed that they'd just fight you if you showed up!" Mr.
Chansey instigated. "Good–no, excellent! If I don't flex my muscles once
in a while, people will start thinking I've lost my touch!" Mason
guffawed wickedly. He had just taken control of the Drey Group and was
worried he'd have no opportunity to push his weight around. It was about
time a few people who weren't afraid of death came up to him today! "What
a load of crap!" Dahlia exploded after holding herself back for so long.
She took a few steps forward and started explaining. "Sir Zims, I was the
one who approached him to take out a loan, but not only did he deny me a
loan, he even tried to make things difficult for me! All those
accusations about seducing him and toying with other men were totally
made up and untrue, to say the least. He was lying the whole ti- But
before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a wave from
Mason's hand. "What makes you think that I care about the truth? I don't
give a shit about who was right or wrong. The fact of the matter was that
you picked a fight with someone on my turf, which meant that you were
indirectly disrespecting me as well! So, for everyone who disrespects me,
whether it be Tom, Dick, or Harry, I'll have them kneel in front of me to
beg for forgiveness."
Dahlia couldn't help but frown upon hearing that. She didn't expect him to be so unreasonable.
"Heh, didn't you hear what he just said? Hurry up and kneel on the ground
and beg for your life to be spared!" Mr. Chansey snickered. He was well
aware of Mason's character, which was why he dared to act so cocky and
reckless now. "Tell me…Who was the man who hit you just now? Let's see if
he can escape with his hands intact today!" Mason twirled a knife in his
hand. He vowed to make an example of someone today, no matter what! "Sir
Zims, he was the little shit who beat me up!" Mr. Chansey stretched out a
finger and pointed. As Mason chewed on a cigar hanging from his mouth, he
raised his chin and turned his head around to see who it was. However,
the moment his gaze met Dustin's, it was as if his whole body was struck
by lightning and he became frozen on the spot! The steel knife in his
hand also fell to the ground and clattered on the floor. "Oh, my God, why
him of all people?!" Mason thought nervously. His body stiffened upon
gazing at Dustin's familiar face. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his
face. He was so scared his legs started to buckle. Even after all this
time, that image of Dustin wiping out an entire building by himself was
still as fresh in his mind as ever. It still gave him nightmares to this
day. He became even more frightened after hearing about Travis Spanner's
disappearance and the destruction of Spanner Villa two days ago. That was
because he knew very well that it was all Dustin's doing. Somehow, Dustin
had managed to make Travis Spanner, a general of the western warzone,
disappear without a trace in just one night. That just solidified how
terrifying the man standing in front of him was! "Fucking pig! Why'd he
have to get me in this mess!" he grumbled to himself. "Weren't you
barking like a rabid dog just now, you little shit? Why aren't you saying
anything now that Sir Zims is here?" Mr. Chansey, who still didn't get
the memo, continued taunting Dustin as if he had nine lives." Let's see
if you dare slap me again. I'll see to it that you die a horrible death
today!" The moment he finished speaking, Mason saw a chance to redeem
himself and rushed forward to slap the living daylights out of Chansey!
The sound of a crunch came, followed by a staggering Mr. Chansey, who
looked like he was about to collapse any second. A red handmark could
clearly be seen on his face. "Sir Zims? A–aren't you beating up the wrong
person right now?" Mr. Chansey mumbled as he used his hands to cover his
somewhat shocked expression. "Me, beating up the wrong guy? But you're
the guy I'm supposed to beat up!" Mason roared furiously, and without
skipping a beat, he lifted a hand to slap Chansey a few more times before
throwing him onto the ground. As if that did not quell his rage, he
started to punch and kick Chansey again, cussing him out as he went. "You
fat pig! I feel like throwing up whenever I see you! Why would such a
stunning woman like Ms. Nicholson seduce you? Do you even know what you
look like?! How fucking dare you spread my name so casually like that!
How dare you make a fool out of me, I'll see to it that you stay dead!"
The more he cursed, the fiercer he became
and the more blows he delivered. At this point, Mr. Chansey had been
beaten up to the extent of crying like a little bitch, screaming for his
parents, while he cradled his head and begged for mercy at the same time.
"What the hell is going on here?" someone whispered from the crowd. The
sudden turn of events left the crowd stunned. No one had expected the
tables to turn so drastically. Wasn't Mason, who arrived like a hurricane
minutes before, supposed to be on Mr. Chansey's side? So why was he
beating up his own teammate instead? Who was on whose side now actually?
"Um…" Dahlia trailed off as her eyes widened. She was speechless at
Mason's sudden shift in attitude. "Just a second ago, he paraded around
like a cocky motherfucker, acting so domineering and unreasonable but now
he was pretending as if he had a halo on his head, and was putting on a
righteous front. More importantly, she could obviously make out that
there was a trace of fear on his face. However, that was the part that
got her stumped. Could one still be fearful of anything or anyone after
assassinating someone so powerful as Sir Spanner? Looking around the
room, her gaze eventually landed on Dustin. Come to think of it, Mason's
sudden shift in attitude seemed to have something to do with his
encounter with Dustin. Was it possible that Mason was terrified of
Dustin?