Chapter 276

Each of the burly man's whips landed with a loud crack; they could be hea

rd from miles away. Jade laughed derisively at the sound and exclaimed, "

He's doing a great job!" Dustin had been so obnoxious the night before, c

rashing the Hummer Villa and slaughtering their men. She had

to make him pay for it!

"Jade, you must've been exaggerating when you said this brat was hard to

deal with." The round–faced man

snorted. "Look, he's nothing more than a prisoner with his life in my han

ds."

"He's an extremely powerful martial artist, just so you know. There were

several people at the Hummer Villa

last night, but none stood a chance against him." Jade was still shaken f

rom the previous night's events.

"Ha. No matter how powerful he is, he's only a martial artist. Do you thi

nk he'll be able to withstand my troops? "The round–

faced man looked contemptuous. "Over the years, the military's captured p

lenty of martial artists renowned for their prowess. Still, haven't they

ultimately yielded to the military's authority?"

"I suppose you're right." Jade nodded. The martial world was separate fro

m the government, but it wasn't an

organized entity. How could it go up against the authorities?

As they spoke, the burly man continued to whip Dustin. It cracked loudly,

but Dustin didn't bat an eye. Instead, the whip shattered from the force

. "What the hell?" The burly man was dumbfounded. The steel whip had been

specially forged and tested against blades and flames to ensure it

was basically unbreakable. Why had it shattered after being used to whip

someone? Could Dustin possibly be forged from some precious metal?

The burly man scrutinized Dustin, but it only added to his confusion. He'

d already whipped Dustin at least a dozen times; any ordinary human would

already be mutilated, but Dustin looked perfectly fine. His clothes were

in tatters, but there wasn't the slightest sign of an injury. It was as

if he hadn't even been whipped.

"What the fuck?" The burly man broke into a cold sweat. He'd done this fo

r years, but this was his first time being in this situation.

"What's going on? Why has the whipping stopped?" The round–

faced man finally stopped chit–chatting and

noticed something was wrong.

"S–sir the whip broke." The burly man gulped.

"Get another one, then! Don't stop until you're done with the 50 whips!"

the round–faced man berated.

"Yes, sir!" The burly man didn't dare delay. He had someone bring him ano

ther steel whip before whipping Dustin again as if his life depended on i

t. After a while, the second whip shattered, just like the first had.

"What in the "The burly man couldn't believe his eyes. Shattering one whi

p could be described as a coincidence; shattering two was an ominous sign

. He was starting to think there was something about Dustin that made him

impossible to whip.

"Why have you stopped again? Go on!" the round–

faced man urged impatiently.

"Sir, the whip broke again." The burly man looked like he was in a dilemm

a.

"What? How fucking useless can you be? I'll do it myself!" the round–

faced man spat. He ordered a soldier to bring him another steel whip befo

re storming over to Dustin. He started whipping him without

the slightest hesitance, but he'd only swung the whip a few times when it

shattered.

At this moment, Dustin, who'd been lying there with his eyes shut, opened

his eyes and asked, "Are you done?

If you are, can I get something to eat? I'm feeling a little hungry."