Chapter 412

It was fortunate that Lord Horst hadn't taken things too far, or the cons

equences would have been dire.

"So, you agree to join my gang?" Lord Horst asked, lighting another cigar

ette after calming down.

"I don't mind joining, but I want to be the

gang leader." Dustin shocked everyone with his words, causing Lord Horst'

s second cigarette to fall out of his mouth.

Couldn't Dustin say something normal?

"Are you nuts? Even my brother is only the assistant leader. What gives y

ou the right to be the gang leader?" the suited man argued, displeased.

Lord Horst took a deep breath and stuck another cigarette into his

mouth before asking. "Do you have any idea how

big Flame Dragon Gang is? People all over Millsburg are dying to get in,

so what gives you,

someone with no power or strong family background, the right to say somet

hing like that?"

"This."

With a flick of Dustin's finger, a beam of light

shot towards the wall. An ear–splitting boom broke out as a meter–

wide hole appeared in the wall made of steel and concrete. The force that

created the hole had to be

stronger than a cannon.

"What?" The Horst brothers gaped incredulously at the hole, and Lord Hors

t's cigarette fell out of his mouth

once more.

Was Dustin even human? How could he be so powerful?

"Divinity Aura? You're a Divine–

level martial artist?" Lord Horst was flabbergasted and began sweating pr

ofusely. If Dustin was truly a Divine–level martial artist, bullets were

nothing to him. In other words, whatever Lord Horst had said earlier was

utter bullshit.

However, Dustin was only in his twenties. It was extremely rare to find s

omeone so strong at this age, even in Millsburg. It was a good thing Lord

Horst hadn't gone through with his earlier threat, or he'd be dead by no

w

"With your strength, being the gang leader shouldn't be a problem. Howeve

r, people might not be willing to follow you." Lord Horst unconsciously r

eached for another cigarette but thought better of it.

"It's fine. I'll beat up anyone who defies me." Dustin replied nonchalant

ly. "Since I'm new to the city, I needed someone to run errands for me an

yway. Your gang is lucky I bumped into you guys."

Lord Horst forced himself to smile, silently muttering. "Curse my rotten

luck!"

"Right, what's your name?" Dustin suddenly remembered."

"Nelson Horst." Lord Horst answered truthfully.

"Lesson Horse?" Dustin raised an eyebrow. "Whatever. Just remember to tal

k to your gang leader when you get back and tell him to step

down. If he doesn't like the sound of that, feel free to challenge me any

time."

"Sir Rhys, our gang leader is no ordinary man. He has a powerful family b

acking him up. It'll

be difficult to force him to step down." Nelson shook his head.

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"Don't worry. Just do as I say. Let's meet up within the next two days. I

'll know what to say then." Dustin instructed.

"Alright. As you command." Nelson answered obediently, well aware of how

strong Dustin was. Dustin was not someone Nelson wanted to cross.

"What should we do now, Nels?"

The look on the suited man's face was odd as he watched Dustin walk away.

"How dare you fucking ask!" Fuming. Nelson slapped his brother. "This is

all your fault. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten into troubl

e with that nuisance! And now, the entire gang is going to suffer!"

The other man held his burning cheek, devastated.

How was he supposed to know he'd get in trouble with a man like Dustin wh

en all he wanted to

do was to have some fun with a female student? His luck sure was rotten a

s hell.