An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 253

Suddenly, she clapped. Right on cue, a group of domineering martial artists clad in all–black gear strode in proudly.

Taking the lead was a woman with short hair. She had striking features that gave her a cool look. Because of her tight–fitting outfit, her figure appeared exceptionally curvaceous and left an impact.

Jennifer said impassively. “This is Isfrid. She leads team five of the Harmon family’s shadow guards and is highly skilled, Bring her team with you so you have each other’s backs.”

“Mrs. Harmon, forgive me for my bluntness, but our team is enough to ensure Ms. Harmon’s safety. Why do we need to involve outsiders?” Istrid gave Dustin a contemptuous once over. “Team five is well trained, and our teamwork is unparalleled. Having our members are more than enough to save Ms. Harmon. We can’t afford to bring along baggage since it will make the operation riskier. I hope you will reconsider, Mrs. Harmon.”

“Dustin is a good fighter, and the Hummer family asked for him personally. He has to be there,” she replied frankly.

“If that is the case, please have him listen to our orders and not get in our way, lest it affects our operation,” Istrid said unfeelingly.

An exceptional fighter, she was extremely confident in her abilities. Her team always worked in the shadows. but her skills were comparable to the highly skilled martial artists of The Hundred Immortals.

“Suit yourselves. I only have one demand–bring my daughter back to me alive,” she ordered solemnly.

“Yes, Mrs. Harmon.” Isfrid bowed before leaving arrogantly with her team behind her.

“Mr. Rhys, be careful. The Hummers have a highly skilled martial artist among them. He’s possibly achieved divinity,” Stephan warned Dustin.

“Achieved divinity? They’re mere ants to me.” With that, he left.

Night gradually fell.

Meanwhile, in the square outside Hummer Villa, a group of armored fighters sat around a bonfire, roasting a

whole lamb. Beside them was a dog cage, and inside the cage was a ragged woman. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered in injuries. It was clear that she had been tortured.

There was even a collar around her neck, which was attached to a dog leash held by an elderly man. That man

was Fletcher Lawson.

it’s about time. It seems like he’s too scared to come since he hasn’t shown up till

man smirked.

themselves to death? That punk has long fled!” Everyone chimed in, laughing heartily. Who would barge in foolishly when

in the cage is exceptional. Why don’t you allow

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an

deprived for too long. How can we give up

the first time they’d engaged in acts of arson,

must, but keep yourselves in

man chuckled, then approached the cage eagerly. He ripped the woman’s skirt apart,

beauty! Just as

was about to carry out his intentions, a fleeting flicker of light sliced through the air

convulsed. Soon, he turned stiff. He was

breath.

you can’t do it, we’ll go instead.

many of us waiting for

strange. They were rushing him

We’re talking to you.

his shoulder. Immediately, like a statue that had lost its balance, the bald

shocked and extended out his hand. “What the fuck? He’s

another faint whistle was heard. A second gold needle sliced through the

looked at each other in dismay.

between the victims‘ eyebrows.

Following the shouts, the fighters took out their swords,

all directions.

fuck is

if you dare! You’re a pussy for

The crowd roared incessantly.

wind whipped through the surroundings. Illuminated