Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys Novel

Chapter 1131 Stepping forward

"Got it!"

Immediately, a group of thugs pulled out their weapons and menacingly approached.

The Murray family members were in a state of panic and quickly huddled together.

They had been pampered since childhood, always protected by soldiers wherever they went. Now, facing this situation, they were somewhat at a loss. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

At this critical moment, a row of silver needles suddenly shot out.

The dozen or so thugs who charged forward were frozen in place, unable to move. Their weapons remained suspended in the air.

"Who did that? Who's playing tricks in the dark?"

Harrison's face darkened as he scanned the area with sharp eyes.

"It's me."

Dustin slowly stood up, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

The general's residence was in a declined morale, and in this situation, the guests on the scene were all in danger and dared not interfere.

No one had expected that someone would dare to step forward.

"Who are you?"

Harrison scrutinized him from top to bottom, looking somewhat suspicious.

"I'm a guest of the general's residence," Dustin said casually.

"I have debts to collect, and this matter has nothing to do with you. Mind your own business," warned Harrison.

"I owe the old general a favor, and today, I can't just stand by and watch," Dustin said with a slight shake of his head.

"Young man, it's good to know how to repay a debt, but it's equally crucial to speak within the bounds of one's abilities. If you're powerless and still want to be brave, you'll only have one path: death!" Harrison said with a cold expression.

"I've heard of the names of the Darkfang and Dreadclaw from the Valoria. Today, I want to give it a try," Dustin said, clasping his hands together, looking ready for a showdown. Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"Oh my God! Is this guy insane? He's actually challenging a martial arts master. Doesn't he care about his life?" Vivian widened her eyes, finding it hard to believe.

"Humph! What a fool! Thinks he's tough just because he knows a bit of martial arts? Daring to challenge a master-level expert? He's simply seeking his own death!" Chase sneered.

"A nail that sticks out gets hammered down (is a saying that emphasizes conformity and the potential consequences of standing out or challenging the norm). This kid is just looking for trouble!" People whispered among themselves, amazed.

No one had expected Dustin to be so audacious. Not only did he ignore warnings, but he also openly provoked a martial arts master.

He's like a mantis trying to stop a car, utterly clueless!

"Humph! Since you enjoy seeking death, I'll grant your wish!" Harrison signaled, "Darkfang, take care of him!"

"No problem!"

Darkfang grinned, mocking as he walked forward, crossing his arms and looking down on Dustin. "Kid, don't say I bullied you. I'll let you throw three punches first, and if you..." "Alright."

Before Darkfang could finish, Dustin's fists shot out like lightning, landing squarely on Darkfang's abdomen.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion.

Darkfang instantly curled up like a shrimp, his whole body soaring ten meters away, crashing heavily onto the ground, leaving a deep pit where he knelt.

Darkfang's face twisted in pain, trembling as he pointed a finger at Dustin.

"You... You're not playing fair!"

With those words, he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out on the spot.