Chapter 750 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
Everyone was shocked by what just happened. The prison officers in Azkaban were far from ordinary. They were all powerful and highly skilled. Otherwise, they couldnât stand up to the evil criminals inside.
No one would have expected that Dustin could have beaten these elite fighters up so quickly. It was truly frightening. Of course, more than shock, they felt fear.
There were all sorts of experts in Azkában, even Grandmaster martial artists. Beating up the prison officer would catch the mastermindâs attention. When that happened, the consequences would be unspeakable!
After returning to his senses, the well-dressed, portly man began yelling, âPunk, you really have big ba lls! How dare you touch me?!â
It wasnât like nobody had challenged his authority before, but they had all ended up tortured to the brink of death.
âSo what?â Dustin said with a calm expression. âFor beating me, your punishment is now doubled! If you donât stop right now, not even God can save you!â the man yelled.
âYoung man, let go! Donât make things worse!â
âThe prison officer is no ordinary guard. You canât afford to anger him. Hurry and beg for forgiveness!â
âAll you suffered was some physical pain. You donât have to dig your own grave!â
The others began to panic, trying their hardest to talk sense into Dustin.
Dustin would be in trouble if something happened to the portly man, and the rest of them would get dragged down with him.
Here, there was no such thing as law or justice. The warden had the final say.
Whether you lived or d ied was solely the wardenâs decision.
âYou hear that? Let go now, or Iâll k ll you!â the portly man said with a glare.
âYouâre going to k ill me, so why should I let you go? Since Iâll d ie anyway, I should just k ill you,â Dustin said, smiling.
âDonât you dare!â the portly man roared fiercely.
âIâm warning you. Iâm the wardenâs brother-in-law. If you harm a piece of hair on my head, not just you but all your friends, family, and everyone in this room will d ie!â
âYoung man, you canât beat them. While things havenât completely reached the point of no return, you must stop before itâs too late! Or else, there will be a hor rible price to pay!â the older man, Cornelius, was beginning to worry.
âEven if I let him go, he wonât let things go. We might as well di e together,â Dustin said plainly.
Dustinâs unflinching attitude toward death frightened the well-dressed, portly man. For some reason, he began to feel nervous.
What was his life worth?
Was it worth exchanging it for the life of a death row convict?
âSir, what happened today was just a misunderstanding. Why donât we let bygones be bygones, for my sake?â Cornelius said.
âHmph, since you spoke up, Mr. Adler, then Iâll spare his life this once!â the portly man said, using this opportunity to dig his way out.
His biggest fear was running into hotheads like Dustin.
They would want to fight to the death whenever things didnât go their way. If he got ki lled, it would be a greater loss.
âYoung man, the prison officer has chosen to forgive you. You can let go now,â Cornelius said.
âAlright.â Dustin nodded and relaxed his grip.
The portly man crashed to the ground.
At the exact moment Dustin turned his back, the portly manâs expression twisted into a hateful look.
âDi e!â He suddenly brandished a dagger and stabbed it into Dustinâs back.
There was only one outcome for someone who dared to challenge his authority in public-death
The dagger was rammed into Dustinâs back, but it didnât even break the skin.
On the contrary, it snapped into two pieces from the sheer momentum.
âWhat?â Looking at the broken blade in his hand, the man was shocked.â
This was a treasured dagger that could slice through solid metal!
It was one thing not to be able to pierce the skin, but it even f**king broke.
Just what kind of monster was he?!
âStubborn as always!â Dustinâs face turned icy, and he slapped the portly man.