The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 288 Take Him Down

Dylan scrambled up from the ground, his cheek burning from the slap, and glared at Daniel, bellowing, "You have the guts to slap me?"

"Slap!" Daniel didn't bother with a verbal response; instead, he answered with another sharp slap across Dylan's face.

Dylan was a mix of shock and rage, scarcely believing what was happening as he glared at Daniel and barked, "You dare slap me again?"

"Slap!" Daniel's hand met Dylan's face once more without any explanation.

Rage flooded Dylan after the third slap. "FUCK!" He cursed loudly, then shouted commands to his crew. "Take him down, beat this reckless country boy to a pulp!"

At Dylan's bidding, his pack of roughnecks charged toward Daniel like rabid dogs. These hoodlums, though not professionally trained, were no strangers to brawls on the streets. They were brutal to themselves and their foes alike, and they weren't unarmed. Armed with steel pipes, daggers, and even machetes, they attacked.

Daniel stood emotionless as they lunged toward him. Fists and feet flying, he floored the gang of attackers in under a minute. Walking up to Dylan, he said in no uncertain terms, "Kneel before the old hero, apologize, promise never to cross him again, and shut down your lousy mine!"

It wasn't a negotiation; it was an order from Daniel to Dylan.

you want me to kneel and apologize? I've been The Dylan in River County for

those words, Dylan pulled out a handgun and aimed it at Daniel's chest. To ensure his safety, he stepped back, widening the distance between them. Even if Daniel acted quickly, he couldn’t outspeed the

now, or I'll shoot you on

cool and confident. He didn't rise to a position where a single

in River County who dared mess with Dylan would meet their end by his bullet. All his past adversaries who'd offended him were taken

I thought you just had a

a hundred," Dylan boasted. "If you don't do as

288 Take Him

up from the ground, his cheek burning from the slap, and glared at Daniel, bellowing, "You have the

instead, he answered with another sharp slap

shock and rage, scarcely believing what was happening as he glared at

met Dylan's face once more without any explanation.

the third slap. "FUCK!" He cursed loudly, then shouted commands to his crew. "Take him down, beat this reckless country

not professionally trained, were no strangers to brawls on the streets. They were brutal to themselves and their foes alike,

in under a minute. Walking up to Dylan, he said in no uncertain terms, "Kneel before the old hero, apologize, promise never to cross him again, and shut down your lousy

negotiation; it was an order from Daniel