In terms of power, Terry was potentially Tyler Grant’s rival since they both liked doing things however they
“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
“The Doyle family is incredibly powerful. I guess it’s over for this guy.” Nina shook her head, pleased with the
Being rich was different from being powerful. Some rich families were nothing 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 him 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
The two guards glowered at Dustin as they advanced furiously, making people dodge aside out of fear,
“Go away!” As soon as the two men came near him, Dustin smacked them across the face forcefully, sending them flying. Furniture broke, and wine splattered in all directions.
“Holy shit!” Duncan was shocked. He didn’t expect Dustin to be so powerful, defeating his two elite
“Kneel!” Dustin walked toward the other man slowly, his eyes turning menacing.
“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,
“So what?” Dustin replied calmly. “You shouldn’t blame me for teaching you 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 tables 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?