In terms of power, Terry was potentially Tyler Grant's rival since they b
oth liked doing things however they
wanted.
"So what if you're rich? You still have to submit
to the Doyle family." Mike goaded secretly.
As a martial arts family, the Doyle family
has always acted however they liked, so they would never take this
matter lightly.
"The Doyle family is incredibly powerful. I guess it's over for this guy.
" Nina shook her head, pleased with the
show.
Being rich was different from being powerful. Some rich families were not
hing but ants to powerful families.
"You scared now?" Duncan smirked. "Since you know
who I am now, you should know what to do next, right?"
He may not be able to withdraw 100 million dollars, but he had a powerful
brother. As long as he used his brother's name, most people would let hi
m have his way.
"So what? Don't be a sore loser. You've lost the bet, so you should keep
your side of the bargain," Dustin responded bluntly.
"Huh?" Duncan frowned. "Do you have any idea what you're saying? Are you
challenging the Doyle family right now?"
"My answer remains the same. Since you lost, you'll have to kneel! Custin
answered.
"You have no shame!" Duncan slammed his palm onto the table and yelled. "
Men, teach him a lesson!"
Immediately, two burly bodyguards popped out of the corner of the room.
"Those who disrespect the
Doyle family will have to pay the price. Therefore, we will break one of
your arms
today!"
The two guards glowered at Dustin as they advanced furiously, making peop
le dodge aside out of fear,
"Go away!" As soon as the two men came near him, Dustin smacked them acro
ss the face forcefully, sending them flying. Furniture broke, and wine sp
lattered in all directions.
"Holy shit!" Duncan was shocked. He didn't expect Dustin to be so powerfu
l, defeating his two elite
bodyguards effortlessly.
"Kneel!" Dustin walked toward the other man slowly, his eyes turning mena
cing.
"Y–you better not mess around! My brother won't let you go if
you harm me!" Duncan shrieked.
"Is that so? Let's see if your brother is capable enough." Dustin sneered
before jamming his foot into Duncan's abdomen.
"Ouch!" Duncan wailed. He soared through the air before his knees smashed
into the ground, turning into a bloody mess.
"H–h–how dare you hit me!" Duncan stammered, outraged,
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"So what?" Dustin replied calmly. "You shouldn't blame me for teaching yo
u a lesson when you broke your promise first. It should be fair to trade
the three barks with three slaps."
With that, he delivered two slaps across Duncan's face. It caused the man
to feel lightheaded, his teeth popping out and his nose bleeding. Duncan'
s already plump face swelled up even further.
"Remember to keep a low profile the next time you try to have some fun."
Dustin raised his hand slowly and delivered the last blow.
With a loud smack, Duncan's body, which
weighed over 200 pounds, flew into the air before landing on one of the t
ables heavily, and the man passed out on the spot.
The sight had rendered everyone speechless as they gaped at Dustin,
How could he hit someone from the Doyle family? Did he have a death wish?