Chapter 205 You Dare Slap Me

"You..." Brittany stomped her foot in frustration. Unable to outwit Daniel, she reached out and

twisted hard at his waist.

"You're not my girlfriend, what gives you the right to twist my waist?"

"Because you have a dirty mouth! If you take advantage of me again, it won’t just be a twist – I’ll rip

your lying mouth apart!" Brittany threatened fiercely.

The door to the private room in the shop was closed, with voices seeping through. Brittany, looking

anxious, ordered Daniel, "My cousin is in there – open that door!"

With a swift kick, Daniel smashed the door open.

"Boom!"

Inside the room, a pretty woman in a skirt and a burly man with a menacing face were taken by

surprise. The woman was Brittany's cousin, Amelia, and the burly man was Beardog, the local gang

leader.

Beardog was shocked by the sudden intrusion. He eyed the two newcomers – the woman was very

attractive, but the man just looked like a simple country boy.

Confused, Beardog asked, "How did you get in?"

"We fought our way in!" Daniel replied, then countered, "So are you the one causing trouble? Are

those buzz-cut guys with cleavers outside your men?"

Beardog peeked outside and was stunned. His men were all knocked down, writhing in pain on the

ground.

"You did this?"

"Yes!"

"You’ve got some nerve hitting my guys!"

"It’s you who’ve got the nerve coming after my cousin!"

"Amelia is your cousin?"

"She's my girlfriend's cousin, so by extension, she's mine!"

"Your girlfriend?" Beardog eyed Brittany up and down, and suddenly his interests piqued.

"She's your girlfriend?"

"Yes!"

"These two are both pretty! I only planned on having fun with one tonight. But since you’ve brought

me another beauty, I can’t refuse such a gift. Looks like it's going to be a party of three!"

As Beardog reached out his hand towards Brittany, Daniel didn't bother with words but responded

with a resounding slap across Beardog's cheek.

The slap wasn't hard enough to send him flying, but Beardog's fleshy face immediately swelled up.

Holding his burning cheek, Beardog looked at Daniel in disbelief.

"You dare slap me?"

Faced with such a question, Daniel never favored words over action. He delivered another strong

slap to Beardog's other cheek.

"Slap!"

This time, the slap was equally forceful, rendering Beardog's swollen face almost symmetrical.

After taking the second slap, Beardog was in a rage.

"You dare slap me again?"

"Slap!"

"You dare slap me one more time?"

How could Daniel not accommodate such a request? After all, he was a good person.

"Slap!"

Yet another slap landed on Beardog's cheek.

Now thoroughly infuriated, Beardog yelled, "I'm going to take you down!" In the heat of his fury, he

pulled out a dagger and lunged at Daniel's chest.