After Lord Horst issued his command, the entire room was quickly emptied,
and all the surveillance cameras were turned off. Mike and some of the s
tudents were huddled together in a corner, shaking and not daring to
move. They were well aware that things were getting serious.
"You seem quite calm, kid. Don't you know you're in deep shit?" Lord Hors
t was surprised. Usually, people would be quaking in fear after hearing h
im order his men to clear out a place, but Dustin was oddly indifferent
about this.
He couldn't tell if Dustin was brave or just foolish.
"Really? I can't tell." Dustin shrugged.
"I might consider letting you live if you chop off one of your hands and
beg for forgiveness, so you better not whine that I never gave you a chan
ce, kid." Lord Horst drew out a knife and tossed it. The blade landed nex
t to
Dustin with a clang.
"I'm also giving you a chance to scram with your idiot of a brother
before I beat you two up," Dustin replied calmly.
The room fell silent instantly. Some of the students were wide–
eyed as they questioned their ears.
Had Dustin just threatened Lord Horst?
What the hell?
This was the assistant leader of Flame Dragon Gang they were talking abou
t. The person who decided
someone's fate!
How could
Dustin not beg for forgiveness, much less spew insults? Did he have a dea
th wish?
"You do have guts, kiddo. I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson today."
With a chilling glare, Lord Horst signaled to his men. "You lot! Teach h
im a lesson!"
"Yes, sir!"
Exchanging glances, several of the bodyguards began inching toward Dustin
. They were the elites of Flame Dragon Gang. After enduring all the train
ing, they had all become low–
level martial artists, so they assumed that taking Dustin down with their
firsts alone should be a simple task.
"He's got skills, brother. Are you sure your men will be able to handle h
im?" the suited man asked hesitantly. He could still vividly remember wha
t Dustin had done earlier.
"So what if he's got skills?" Lord Horst humphed disdainfully. "My guards
are elites that I handpicked. Getting rid of that punk will be a piece o
f cake!"
"I didn't know they were so strong. That's great!' The other man let
out a breath of relief.
Flame Dragon Gang was one of the strongest gangs in South City. They had
thousands of men of varying skills and strengths, as well as the Four Gua
rdians, so these men shouldn't find this task difficult.
"Just watch. They'll defeat that brat in seconds." Lord Horst announced c
onfidently.
Just then, groans
and screams of pain rang out as someone flew past them and slammed Into t
he wall.
"Huh?" Exchanging glances, the brothers
turned around at the same time. The bodyguard who had been closest to Dus
tin was now lying on the floor, unable to move.
"What's going on?" Lord Horst was astonished. Before he could process eve
rything, more miserable wails rang out as the bodyguards all went flying
before ending up sprawled over the floor.
Lord Horst and his brother were shocked. They never imagined that Dustin
was strong enough to defeat the elites so easily.
"Damn! Those from Flame Dragon Gang couldn't even withstand his attacks.
That man's a beast!"
The students began whispering, astounded.