Chapter 290 Good Arrives

Brittany slapped Dylan across the face with swift retribution.

"Slap!"

Dylan was staggered. "What the hell! How dare you, a woman, slap me?"

Though one hand was ruined, Dylan's legs were still strong. He lashed out with a kick at Brittany.

But before his foot could connect, Daniel intercepted with a kick of his own to Dylan's lower leg.

"Crack!"

Dylan's leg snapped under the force, sending him tumbling to the ground in agony.

"Ahh... AHHH..."

Dylan, with his one intact arm, clutched at his broken leg and rolled on the ground, screaming

louder than a wild boar caught in a trap.

Just then, Good arrived with a squad of uniformed officers. Three SUVs pulled up, carrying more

than a dozen armed and equipped men.

"Everyone, get down on your knees! Hands on your heads!"

Years of authority in the police force lent Good a commanding voice that compelled everyone

present to comply, kneeling down and clasping their heads. Everyone except for three individuals:

Daniel, Brittany, and Oliver.

In River County, Good was regarded almost as a deity—he didn't even need to speak, just a glance

was enough to intimidate most people. However, now that he had issued an order and three people

dared to defy him, Good felt his authority was challenged, and he burned with anger.

He glared at the three standing defiantly and demanded, "Are you deaf? I told you to kneel and put

your hands on your heads, didn't you hear me?"

"And why should we kneel just because you said so?" challenged Daniel, hands in his pockets as

he faced Good. "Men's knees are precious. I certainly won’t kneel for you, unless you're dead. After

all, I'd give a dead man respect—as is the custom here in America. So, Good, if you want me to

kneil, you’d better keel over dead first. If not, you won’t see me kneel."

"Big brother, it's this country punk! He blew up my hand, broke my leg, and laid out all my guys. I

told him who you were, head of the county police, but he said you're an ass. He claimed even if you

showed up, he would beat the crap out of you and threatened to kill you and our whole family!"

Dylan exaggerated the turmoil.

Good was instantly enraged upon hearing his brother's words. Pointing a finger at Daniel, he

roared, "You’re threatening to kill our whole family?"

"Why would I bother killing your whole family? But if anyone from the Hayes family steps out of line,

commits crimes, I'll deal with the culprits. And Good, your position as police chief doesn’t change a

thing. If you arrest this thug brother of yours and uphold the law, I'll let you off the hook—I won’t lay

a hand on you. Otherwise, I might have to teach you a little lesson myself."