Chapter 485

"What?" The rest of the guards froze at the sight of their buddy, who die

d with just a punch. They never

imagined Dustin would be so vicious. It was obvious that he didn't have a

ny respect for the Hills if he would

kill someone over a disagreement.

"How dare you!"

"The audacity!"

"You must be tired of living! To actually kill someone from the Hill fami

ly!"

After a momentary daze, the few remaining guards brandished their knives

and yelled angrily at Dustin.

Dustin stood calmly in place. His cold gaze scanning them left and right,

he asked, "Did you guys also beat Mr. Robinson up?"

"What?" Their pupils constricted as they unconsciously took a few steps b

ack. It felt like they had been

marked by a predator. However, they soon realized the absurdity of it. Th

ey were at the Hill family residence!

What was there to be afraid of when they were only up against a single pe

rson?

"You punk! If you don't want to die, surrender immediately, or don't blam

e us for being merciless!" The guard

on the left took two steps forward, his expression hostile.

A resounding bang rang out. With a kick, Dustin propelled him back into t

he wall. As blood sprayed out of his

mouth, his lifeless body collapsed onto the ground.

The guard on the right was bewildered. "You fucking-

" He was about to attack when another kick left him

stuck on the wall. In the span of a few breaths, only one guard was left

standing among the four of them.

"I–I'm

warning you. Don't try anything! I didn't do anything. It's none of my bu

siness!" Taking in the sight of his

dead and crippled buddies, his face lost all color, and his legs trembled

from the shock.

"I'll give you a chance. Get Torben out here!" Dustin demanded coldly.

"Okay! Just wait!" The remaining guard didn't hesitate and rushed inside

immediately.

Not long after, nearly hundreds

of people stormed out of the manor. "Who dared cause chaos in our residen

ce?

Torben led the way in front with his head held high. Following closely be

hind him was their head of security

and a large group of elite guards.

"Young Mr. Hill, that's the punk!" The guard who escaped earlier pointed

at Dustin. "He not only spoke ill of

you, he even killed my good buddies just now!"

"What?" After taking a

closer look, Torben let out an audible scoff. "So it's you. What's the ma

tter? I heard you're here to seek revenge."

"Are you the one who beat up Mr. Robinson?' Dustin asked coldly.

"Mr. Robinson?" Torben raised an eyebrow and smiled teasingly. "Oh you me

an that old thing? That's right,

I'm the one who did it. What about it?"

"Why?" Dustin questioned.

"Why?" Torben let out a chuckle. "That's new."

He flashed Dustin a devious smile.

"I have always acted without reason. It depends on my preferences. Simply

speaking. I do whatever I want. Understand?"

"Yeah." Dustin nodded. "Since you don't seem to speak reason, I have noth

ing else to say to you. Today, I will make you a crippled

man and drag you in front of Mr. Robinson for an apology."

"Make me a crippled man?" While Torben was initially taken by surprise, h

e soon chortled in laughter. "Hey punk, you're quite the wild person! Do

you know you're

in the Hill family residence? This is an extremely dangerous place. What

makes you think you can show off here shamelessly?"

With a calm demeanor, Dustin responded, "My two fists right here."

"Bravo, bravo!" Torben grinned. "Since you don't seem to value your life,

you can't blame me for what I'm about to do. Kill him!"

"Charge!" After receiving the order, the hundreds of elite guards brandis

hed their knives. They charged at Dustin at the same time with the overwh

elming urge to kill.

Dustin

didn't back down and walked forward with a stoic expression, every step l

eaving a deep imprint on the ground.