"Whoever wants the drink can have it, but it's not going to be me." Dusti
n remained unfazed by the comments and derogatory remarks hurled his way.
"Well, that's not up to you!" Dylan's expression turned cold. "Boys, make
him drink it!"
'Yes, sir!" The two adjutants immediately went up to Dustin, ready to for
ce the drink down his throat
"Buzz off." With two backhanded slaps, Dustin sent the two adjutants spra
wling on the ground, blood streaming from their noses and their teeth bro
ken. They scrambled to get back up but failed miserably.
"Holy shit! The guy's getting violent!" The onlookers were startled and e
nraged by what they saw. Assaulting military personnel was a major offens
e, and when the situation called for it, they were authorized to use thei
r guns.
"You've got a death wish, you bastard!" Dylan finally had it when he saw
the two adjutants being slapped. He swiftly threw a punch at Dustin's fac
e. As a high–
ranking commander of the Dark Panther Cavalry, it went without saying tha
t he was skilled
in martial arts. Currently, he was an entry level divine martial artist,
considered one of the best among his peers.
Dustin did not duck or sidestep Dylan's punch. Instead, he grabbed Dylan'
s incoming fist with his bare hand. A dull thud resonated as Dylan's fist
made contact with Dustin's palm. Dylan was utterly shocked, struggling t
o comprehend how Dustin could
achieve such a feat. Though he had yet to exert his full force, he was a
divine–level martial artist! Just a light punch
from him was enough to send a regular person flying. He was certain that
Dustin was also a skilled martial artist.
"I see you're well–
versed in martial arts too. No wonder you're so arrogant. I suppose I'll
have to show you what I'm capable of today." Dylan declared, removing his
coat. He was ready
to go all out. Though Dustin had managed to catch his punch, Dylan still
had the confidence that he'd be able to pulverize him.
"I've been putting up with you for Natasha's sake. I do not wish
to hurt you, but if you insist on taking advantage of my kindness, I'm af
raid I'll not be so polite anymore," Dustin said coldly.
"Hurt me? Hahaha! What a joke!" Dylan looked at Dustin contemptuously. "D
o you think that you can act so arrogantly just because you think you kno
w some martial arts? Just so you know, I could easily kill you with just
a flick of my finger!"
"Is that so? By all means, go ahead." Dustin remained unfazed.
"Very well, I'll teach you a lesson today that there are always people ou
t there who are better than you!"
Just as Dylan channeled his true energy and
was about to attack, a loud voice boomed throughout the hall.
"Hold it right there!" Hector marched in with several others behind
him. "What's going on here? It's my birthday
celebration today, and you're at each other's throats?" Hector's burning
gaze swept across the hall. Anyone who met his eyes immediately lowered t
heir heads, paying respect to the leader of the Harmon family.
"Uncle Hector, this guy started it!' Dylan pointed an accusing finger at
Dustin. "I offered him a drink as a gesture of appreciation, but not only
did he refuse it, he even went so far as to insult me! I couldn't stand
it, so I thought I'd teach him a lesson!"
"Is that true?" Hector's eyes narrowed.
"I can vouch for
Dylan, Uncle Hector. Dustin was so proud and rude, and he had completely
no respect for the Harmon family," Kate piped up.
"That's right, we can attest to that too! The rascal had no regard for pr
opriety, and he really crossed the line!" The onlookers stood up for Dyla
n. From what they saw, Dustin was clearly the one who picked the fight.
"Hang on, there must be some confusion. I don't believe Dustin would do s
omething like that!" Natasha defended Dustin.
"Natasha, with
so many eyewitnesses here, are you really going to stand up for him?" Kat
e scoffed.
"Do you have anything to say about
this, Dustin?" Hector turned his attention to him.
"It's true that I refused the drink Dylan
offered me." Hector frowned when he heard
that. Even Natasha was caught off guard.
"See, Uncle Hector? You heard it from him. He admitted it himself!" Dylan
smirked, shooting Dustin a taunting look.
But what Dustin said
next left the smirk frozen on his face. "And that's because he spiked the
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