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Asked 25
Asked 25
He was quite brave because he dared to come to the river and face two hundred elites alone.
“Why are you here, Verdant Gang?” Dustin put down the flute and asked.
“We’re here to kill you,” Harold said briskly.
“Anyone who offends the Verdant Gang shall be killed without mercy!”
“That makes sense,” Dustin muttered to himself.
“What makes sense?” Harold frowned.
“That you won’t die in vain,” Dustin said indifferently.
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“Haha…” Harold stood on the ship and laughed.
He looked at Dustin scornfully.
Did he want to kill two hundred people alone?
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How arrogant was he to say such things?
How reckless was he to think he was that capable?!
After a few laughs, Harold suppressed his glee, and his face turned cold.
“You’re the one who’s going to die here,” he said in a chilling tone.
Dustin smiled softly.
With a light push of his feet, he jumped from the boat. Two seconds later, he landed on the deck of the ship.
He shot forward like a nuclear missile.
Harold waved, and two hundred elites of the Verdant Gang charged all at once.
At that moment, both forces clashed.
Splash!
Blood sprayed and painted the deck of the ship red.
Many people fell lifeless on the deck.
Harold’s eyes widened in shock.
The ones dying were all elites of the Verdant Gang.
They did not even have the chance to react or fight back. With one clash, they ended up dead.
It was as if the elites of the Verdant Gang were made of paper.
Dustin moved through the crowd like a sharp arrow. His intimidating presence was unstoppable, and he
tore open a path through the bodies.
The dead continued to pile up!
Harold’s eyes twitched.
The elites of the Verdant Gang had never encountered such a scary enemy before. It did not matter how well–trained they were. It was all useless.
As the elites fell one after another, he could no longer watch and do nothing.
If Dustin kept killing them like this, the two hundred elites would be all gone.
“Is this the abandoned son of the Wyatt family?” Harold’s lips twitched.
How could someone so powerful be kicked out of the Wyatt family?
Were they insane?
Harold narrowed his eyes in anger.
“Move away!” he yelled.
He could not let this brat kill everyone!
All the elites of the Verdant Gang moved away.
Harold stepped forward. He wanted to fight Dustin.
“I haven’t had a proper fight in a long time.” Harold glared at Dustin intimidatingly.
“At your age, you shouldn’t have such power… Who is your mentor? What martial arts did you learn?” he asked.
“You can ask that in hell.” Dustin pointed at the ground.
Harold’s face darkened.
Boom!
He attacked Dustin first.
Harold was notorious among the gangsters and was quite good at fighting.
He had killed many people, so his murderous intent was palpable.
But Dustin did not even look at him.
He countered with a simple but violent punch.
“Cough!” Harold spat out a mouthful of blood. He was horrified.
He could not even withstand a single punch!
How was this possible?
Dustin Fox… was far too strong and terrifying!
“Who the hell are you?” Harold asked in shock.
“As I said, ask that when you go to hell.” Dustin smiled.
With that, he moved his fist again, and blood sprayed everywhere.
The deck was painted red.
Half an hour later, Dustin stepped on his boat again and took up his flute.
The mournful sound of the flute filled the air, and the fog over the river cleared away, but there was no sign of a ship anywhere.
“What?! The ship sank?!”
At the set of Lady Covey’s Diaries in the filming studio, Bella, who was putting on her makeup, was stunned when she heard the news.
Word was that Harold’s ship had sunk in the river.
“Are you kidding me?”