Chapter: 267

“Fuck! How dare you lie to me? You must be tired of living!” Julie was violently slapped on the cheek by the leader, making her ears ring.

“What are all of you doing? Take her away!” He ordered.

Some of his men immediately dragged Julie towards the door.

“It’s not me! It’s really not me! Rhys, you asshole, you framed me! Are you even human?” Julle burst into tears and wailed loudly.

She knew that if she were to be taken away, she would definitely suffer inhumane abuse.

“Dustin! I’m sorry! Please save me, I’m begging you! I’ve learned my lesson! On account of Dahlia and Old Mr. Nicholson, you can’t sit back and do nothing! You have to save mel” Julle broke down and apologized profusely.

At this moment, only Dustin could save her.

“Shut the hell up, you bitch!”

Julie’s cries for help got on the nerves of the assassin leader. He gave her a few more slaps on the face. Julie staggered and fell to the ground, blood flowing from her lips.

When Dustin felt that Julle had been punished enough, he spoke up, saying, “Guys, I’m sorry for the confusion. I’ve made a mistake, she is not Dahlia.”

“What did you say?” When they heard this, the assassins froze.

“Punk! How dare you trick me?” The leader narrowed his eyes threateningly.

“I guess you could say that.” Dustin nodded.

“You bastard!” The leader was furious. He rushed towards Dustin with his heavy blade and swung it using his full strength.

By the agility and power of his movements, the leader was obviously a martial artist. His skills were far superior to those of a normal person.

However, Dustin did not dodge. He blocked the attack with his bare hands and landed a kick on his opponent’s abdomen.

The leader screamed in agony as he flew out the door.

“How dare you hurt our leader? You are dead meat!”

The other three assassins threw Julie aside as they turned to attack Dustin simultaneously.

However, before they could get close enough, Dustin gave all three of them a flying kick and knocked their heads together.

Without another word, they fainted on impact.

“Fuck, who is this monster?”

The last assassin, who was guarding the door, saw what happened to his teammates. Fearful for his life, he ran away as fast as his legs could take him.

Four of his friends were dead. He wasn’t sticking around to find out what was going to happen to him.

“Dustin, you…” Julie’s eyes were as wide as saucers.