Chapter: 930

"A coward, just as I thought. Get lost!" Duncan shouted, and he kicked James to the floor.

"Okay, okay, okay. I’ll get lost right away." James looked as if he had just been spared a gruesome death. He dared not hesitate and scrambled out of the room instantly. His pathetic behavior made the whole gang laugh loudly.

"Okay, you guys get out too. Don’t disturb me." Duncan waved his hand and dismissed his lackeys from the room. Then, a thought struck him, and he fished out Dahlia’s phone. He called Dustin and said, "Hey, Rhys! Do you know who I am? That’s right, it’s me, Duncan Doyle! Your woman is in my bed right now. I’ll show her a good time tonight."

The moment he finished speaking, a loud bang sounded as someone kicked the door open. Then, a figure with a cold expression came into sight.

"You’ll show who a good time?"

Dustin stepped through the door, his gaze terrifyingly cold.

From the moment he saw Dahlia’s text, he knew something was wrong, so he rushed here as fast as he could.

"W–what are you doing here?!" Duncan’s eyes widened, and he staggered backward in fear.

"Didn’t you call me to ask me to come over? Well, now I’m here. What are you going to do?" Dustin began approaching him.

"Someone, come quick!" Duncan screamed.

However, strangely enough, no one outside responded. It was as though those men stationed outside had disappeared into thin air.

"Where the fuck are you all? Hello?!" Duncan continued hollering.

But no matter how much he yelled, there was no response.

"I warned you before not to cross me again. Or else, you’ll die a miserable death. What, did you think I was bullshitting you?" Dustin was getting closer and closer.

"Rhys, you’re on my territory. I’m warning you to not come any closer, or you won’t step out of this place ever again!" Duncan shouted, putting on a fierce front.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?" Dustin asked coldly.

"Take another step, and I’ll blow your brains out!" At that moment, Duncan suddenly took a gun from the drawer and pointed it right at Dustin’s head. Now that Duncan had a weapon with him, he believed that he had the upper hand.

"Really? You can try." Dustin continued to approach Duncan without a hint of fear.

"You’re fucking asking for it!" Duncan pulled the trigger without a second thought.

"Bang!" There was the sound of a shot being fired. Yet, Dustin was still standing in the same spot and did not move a single inch.

He was completely unharmed from head to toe.

"I missed?" Duncan frowned. He pulled the trigger two more times. Yet, it was the same as before. However, Dustin still looked unruffled and unhurt in the slightest.