Chapter 96 Skilled Fighter
Chapter 96 Skilled Fighter
Like a robot that was being controlled, Averi quickly replied, "Okay, Zayn. I'll bring her here right away!"
He then stretched out his hand and was about to pull Laila towards him.
"Averi, don't you dare!" Riley roared at him before he could touch Laila.
Averi threw his head back and burst into laughter. He looked at Riley as if she was crazy. Now that he
had Zayn's support, he wasn't afraid of her anymore.
With a complacent smirk, he asked Riley, "Miss Hilton, what did you just say? I don't have your time.
Just watch and see if I would dare or not!"
The next second, he reached out to grab Laila's arm. But before his fingers could even touch her, he
felt a sharp and unbearable pain on his left side.
He immediately crashed to the floor holding his side.
Donn had suddenly appeared at the scene. He stood beside Averi with an expressionless face.
He had gone to the washroom before Laila stepped out. It wasn't long after he came out that he saw a
small crowd in the hallway. He listened to the exchange for a while. When he saw that Averi was about
to lay his hands on Laila, he rushed over and gave him a hard kick.
Laila was Horace's girlfriend. Donn felt that she was supposed to be accorded respect by everyone
below Horace. His blood boiled when he saw that these perverts wanted to harm her.
Everyone's attention had been focused on Averi a second ago. None of them noticed Donn. This was
why he was able to attack without any hassle.
Nevertheless, Zayn and his cohorts wouldn't have taken him seriously even if they had seen him. They
would have thought he was just a passer-by. That he would upset their plan was the last thing that
would come to their minds.
"Averi, right? Bastard, you are courting death!" Donn said coldly as he stared daggers at Averi who was
writhing in pain on the floor.
He had heard everything they said just now. Their intentions were repulsive and made him ashamed
that he shared the same gender as them.
"Fuck! Who the hell are you? How dare you kick me? Do you know who I am? For your information,
you are the one playing with fire!" Averi roared as he tried to endure the pain in his side. He hadn't
seen the kick coming. As far as he was concerned, he was untouchable since he was just carrying out
Zayn's orders. He didn't know that Donn had no respect for his backer at all.
Zayn was also shocked by the sudden kick. After recovering from the shock, he eyed Donn from head
to toe and shouted, "You bastard! Who the fuck are you? In fact, I don't care who you are or which hole
you crawled out from. All I know is that you are doomed today! I'll teach you an unforgettable lesson!"
The sound of Zayn's threatening voice gave Averi confidence and strength. He managed to get up from
the floor and faced Donn. "Fuck you, bastard. I work for Zayn. Look at you! I'm sure you don't know
how powerful he's. Don't worry, you will find out very soon!"
Averi moved closer and roared at Donn's expressionless face, "For your information, Zayn is the son of
Nathan Duffy, the second wealthiest man in the city. Ha-ha! Are you about to pee in your pants now?
Oh, don't do that yet. You need to kneel and apologize to me first. Maybe I'll let you go after a light
punishment today..."
While Averi was still running his mouth, Laila looked at Donn and said, "Thank you, Donn."
"You are welcome, Mrs. Warren," Donn replied in a low tone.
Although Laila was just Horace's girlfriend, he held her in high esteem. They seemed very much in
love, so he felt that it was only right to address her as Mrs. Warren instead of her first name.
There was no harm in calling her that. Donn also felt that it was best to show support for her in view of
the future. If she became Horace's wife later on, she would surely remember this moment.
Donn shifted his attention to the talkative man in front of him and said, "Shut that hole you call a mouth!
If I had known this is how you would be, I would have exerted more force in that kick. It seems you still
have the strength to run your mouth!"
"Did you just call her Mrs. Warren?" Averi's brain just processed Donn's reply to Laila. He stopped
spewing threats and then burst into laughter. "Hey, Laila. I didn't expect that you would get married so
soon. Now tell me, which rich family did you marry into? This has gotten to be the funniest joke I have
ever heard! You idiot!"
Averi had just finished speaking the last word when he felt another sharp pain in his belly. Donn had
kicked him again.
He flew in the air and crashed to the floor with a thud. He was unable to stand up this time. The kick
was harder than the first one.
"Watch your mouth, moron. How dare you speak to Mrs. Warren like that? Speak a word again and I
will break all your bones here!"
Riley became even more confident now that Donn was involved. She moved to them and said, "Zayn,
you're doomed! Your plan was foiled, but Averi had dared to make a move on Laila. You also spoke
about her condescendingly. You've greatly offended Mr. Warren. You can be sure that you are in big
trouble and your family would suffer for your sins too!"
"Ha-ha! You're funnier than a professional comedian, Riley. Do you think I would get scared by your
empty threats? Did you just say I'm in big trouble? In case you don't know, the Duffys are not afraid of
anyone in this city. No one has dared to go against us. Even Dario, the richest man, is respectful to my
father. Who the hell is this Mr. Warren of yours? I'm sure he's not even part of the top ten richest men!"
Zayn guffawed at Riley's threat.
He then pointed at Donn and commanded his two other friends, "Don't just stand there. Kill him now!
How dare he meddle in my business? He must pay with his life!"
"Have you gone mad, Zayn? Don't you dare touch him!" Riley flipped out when she heard his deadly
command. Her face turned cold as she stared at him. She knew that Donn came in with Horace. She
couldn't just stand there and watch them attack him because he stood up for what was right.
"Boys, don't be afraid of this woman at all! Attack!" A murderous expression appeared on his face. His
red eyes indicated that he was out for blood. He made way for Donn with his cohorts following him.
"Security! Security! Where are the security guards?"
"Security guard? Why are you calling the security guards? Don't bother yourself, miss," Donn said to
Riley. He twisted his neck leisurely and cracked his knuckles as he stared at the three young men
rushing towards him.
He had just rolled up his sleeves when Zayn got to him. Before the latter could attack, he kicked him.
The kick was so heavy that Zayn fell and slid down the smooth floor. Afterward, Donn withdrew his foot
and kicked the two other men.
The skillful attack lasted only a few seconds. Zayn and his boys were currently lying on the floor,
writhing in pain.
"It has been ages since I had a fight with anyone or even practiced in a gym. I have been so caught up
with my research work in the lab. Since I could knock you down with such little skills, I wonder what
would happen if my friends at the Dragon Soul dealt with you!" Donn murmured to himself as he
stretched out his body leisurely.
He used to be a trainee of the Dragon Soul. He hadn't been sworn in as a bonafide member, but his
fighting skills were higher than that of a common man. He knew how to deal with anyone using little
effort. A soft and spoiled trust-fund baby like Zayn was no match for him.
Dealing with these guys was a piece of cake for Donn. If he exerted a little more force, they would be
dead or at least become disabled.
"Wow! Donn, aren't you a medical researcher? How come are you so good at fighting?" Horace asked
all of a sudden.
He majestically walked to the scene and everyone's eyes were riveted on him. One of the waitresses
had just informed him that Laila was caught up in a mess. He had rushed out of the dining room as
quick as lightning. As soon as he arrived, he witnessed the quickest fight ever. Horace was beyond
relieved to see that Laila was fine. He held her hand and squeezed it lovingly.
"Donn, I just heard you mention something called the Dragon Soul. What is it about?" he asked
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