It was fortunate that Lord Horst hadn't taken things too far, or the cons
equences would have been dire.
"So, you agree to join my gang?" Lord Horst asked, lighting another cigar
ette after calming down.
"I don't mind joining, but I want to be the
gang leader." Dustin shocked everyone with his words, causing Lord Horst'
s second cigarette to fall out of his mouth.
Couldn't Dustin say something normal?
"Are you nuts? Even my brother is only the assistant leader. What gives y
ou the right to be the gang leader?" the suited man argued, displeased.
Lord Horst took a deep breath and stuck another cigarette into his
mouth before asking. "Do you have any idea how
big Flame Dragon Gang is? People all over Millsburg are dying to get in,
so what gives you,
someone with no power or strong family background, the right to say somet
hing like that?"
"This."
With a flick of Dustin's finger, a beam of light
shot towards the wall. An ear–splitting boom broke out as a meter–
wide hole appeared in the wall made of steel and concrete. The force that
created the hole had to be
stronger than a cannon.
"What?" The Horst brothers gaped incredulously at the hole, and Lord Hors
t's cigarette fell out of his mouth
once more.
Was Dustin even human? How could he be so powerful?
"Divinity Aura? You're a Divine–
level martial artist?" Lord Horst was flabbergasted and began sweating pr
ofusely. If Dustin was truly a Divine–level martial artist, bullets were
nothing to him. In other words, whatever Lord Horst had said earlier was
utter bullshit.
However, Dustin was only in his twenties. It was extremely rare to find s
omeone so strong at this age, even in Millsburg. It was a good thing Lord
Horst hadn't gone through with his earlier threat, or he'd be dead by no
w
"With your strength, being the gang leader shouldn't be a problem. Howeve
r, people might not be willing to follow you." Lord Horst unconsciously r
eached for another cigarette but thought better of it.
"It's fine. I'll beat up anyone who defies me." Dustin replied nonchalant
ly. "Since I'm new to the city, I needed someone to run errands for me an
yway. Your gang is lucky I bumped into you guys."
Lord Horst forced himself to smile, silently muttering. "Curse my rotten
luck!"
"Right, what's your name?" Dustin suddenly remembered."
"Nelson Horst." Lord Horst answered truthfully.
"Lesson Horse?" Dustin raised an eyebrow. "Whatever. Just remember to tal
k to your gang leader when you get back and tell him to step
down. If he doesn't like the sound of that, feel free to challenge me any
time."
"Sir Rhys, our gang leader is no ordinary man. He has a powerful family b
acking him up. It'll
be difficult to force him to step down." Nelson shook his head.
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"Don't worry. Just do as I say. Let's meet up within the next two days. I
'll know what to say then." Dustin instructed.
"Alright. As you command." Nelson answered obediently, well aware of how
strong Dustin was. Dustin was not someone Nelson wanted to cross.
"What should we do now, Nels?"
The look on the suited man's face was odd as he watched Dustin walk away.
"How dare you fucking ask!" Fuming. Nelson slapped his brother. "This is
all your fault. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten into troubl
e with that nuisance! And now, the entire gang is going to suffer!"
The other man held his burning cheek, devastated.
How was he supposed to know he'd get in trouble with a man like Dustin wh
en all he wanted to
do was to have some fun with a female student? His luck sure was rotten a
s hell.