Chapter 92

The Cobra’s expression darkened, and he swept his piercing gaze around the room. He was greeted by the

sight of beer bottle after beer bottle.

“Smash, smash, smash, smash!”

The bottles shot out like cannonballs and sent each man sprawling. Each bottle met its target with deadly

accuracy!

“Who’s being such a fucking coward? Come out and face me if you have the balls!” roared the Cobra furiously.

No ordinary man could send a dozen men flying with just beer bottles.

“Sir Draco, forgiveness is a virtue. Why won’t you show mercy?” a voice replied.

Dustin strolled out from amongst the crowd, attracting stares across the room.

“Who is that? How dare he attack Sir Draco’s men? Does he have a death wish?”

not

hurling the bottles. Why would he fucking show his face? Isn’t he

gossiped. Some were surprised, some

Dahlia questioned, confused. She

doing here?” Florence and

are you, boy? How dare you attack my

he wanted to bite

your

it slide just because you said so?

trickled down his

had expected Dustin to be so bold. He had

of his mind!

a brief moment of silence, the whole bar

This young man is dead! No one can

He even dares to hit Sir Draco! He has

a hero. He has my

looks cool, but who can survive Sir Draco’s

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