Quintonsneered.“With thesethreeforces againsthim,eventheKirinGangwon’tstandachance.This guy is as good as dead.”


    Leahcouldn’thidehersatisfactionassheboasted,“Well,hedeservesitforbeingarrogant.”Her dislike of Dustin made her enjoy his misfortune.


    “He’shopelessnow.”Liviashookherhead,onlyabletowatch fromafarastheycouldn’tgetcloseto the area.Afterregaininghiposure,Trentwarned,“Punk!Surrendernow,orelse.”


    Kate,feelingvictorious,added,“Rhys,I’llgiveyouonemorechance.ReleaseDnimmediately,oryou’llregretit.”


    “Dustin Rhys, stop this pointless fight and admit defeat!” Jacob said with a menacing tone.The Harmons were determined not to let Dustin off the hook. They had to kill him to avoid moretrouble, but first, they needed to save Dn.


    Withugh,DnmockedDustin,TheKirinGangleader?Evenif youcanfight,what’s theusenow?


    “Look!Theyareallon my side.Imight spareyouifyousurrendernowandkneelbeforeme.”


    Unfazed,Dustinreplied,“Spareme?Doyouthinktheycansaveyou?Ican killyounow,and no


    onecanstopme!”


    Dnretorted,“Stillyingthehero?Can’tyouseeyou’reoutnumbered?”


    Atthat moment,theHillsfamilyhadjoinedforces,outnumbering theKirinGang.TheelitememberswereoverpoweringtheKirinGangmembersoutsidetheperimeter.


    However,Dustin showednofearandcalmlyreplied,“Quantitydoesn’tequalquality.Thesearejust


    abunchoflosers,notworthy opponents.”


    “Damnyou!”


    “Arrogantpunk!”


    Dustin’s words angered themartirtists,clenchingtheirfistsanditchingtoteachhimalesson.


    Beinbeled aslosershurt theirpride.


    “Thisguy is crazy;he’snotevenafraidofthem.”


    “Justtalkingbig,he’llcrawlbacktohismotherafterbeingbeatenup.”


    “Hemusthaveadeathwish!”


    Thecrowdbegantomurmuragain,voicingtheirdisdainforDustin’sarrogance.Somescoffedand


    openlyshowedtheircontempt.


    “Punk,wheredidyouget yourcourage?Whodoyouthinkyouare?Agrandmaster martirtist?


    Don’tmakemugh.”TrentmockedDustin.


    Dustinadmitted,“You’reright.Iamagrandmastermartirtist.‘


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    Trentburstoutiughter.“Youmustbejoking,right?You,agrandmaster martirtist?Takea


    lookatyourselfinthemirror!”


    “Hmph!Ifyouareagrandmastermartirtist,I’lleatmyshoe,”Dnscoffed.


    “Morecrazytalk,pretendingtobeagrandmastermartirtist.Whatafool!”thecrowdchimedin.


    GrandmastermartirtistswererareinBalerno.Iftherewereone,everyonewouldknow.To


    imsuch atitleatsuchayoungageseemedimpossible.


    Dustin didn’tsayaword.Butheraisedhishandandgentlywavedittowardthe front.


    Whoosh!


    Acrescent–shapedrayflewabovethecrowdandslicedthroughanearbydecorativerockformation.


    Boom!