An Understated Dominance - Chapter 178

There was complete silence in the private room. Everyone was shocked and speechless by what had just happened. No one expected the situation to turn out this way.

Just a minute ago, Nigel was their hero, showing off his strength and skills. Now, he lay on the ground, helpless and defeated.

How could this bald man be so strong?

“How dare you hurt me? Do you know who I am? I’m Nigel Lin—”

“Shut up!” The bald man shouted, then stepped on Nigel’s leg, breaking it with a loud crack.

Nigel cried out in pain, sweat dripping down his forehead.

“Tell me your names if you have the guts!” Nigel gritted his teeth, anger flashing in his eyes.

“Listen up! I’m Brent Garcia, and this is my brother, Wade Garcia!” the bald man declared loudly.

Brent Garcia, Wade Garcia? Could it be… are you two the Four Scoundrels? Nigel’s eyes widened in fear.

“The Four Scoundrels!” Everyone gasped at the revelation.

The Four Scoundrels were a notorious group of ruthless criminals who caused chaos throughout the Southern province. They were known for their brutality and would do anything to get what they wanted. Wherever they went, destruction followed, leaving many in constant fear.

As soon as the girls learned who the two men were, panic set in.

“This is bad!” Claudia said, her brows furrowed in concern.

The Four Scoundrels were all skilled martial artists with incredible strength. It was said that Brent and Wade were even stronger than Thor.

Dealing with one of them was hard enough; now, there were two.

Claudia felt the weight of the situation pressing down on her. If she were alone, she might have found a way to escape. But she had to protect Sheila too. With her previous injuries, Claudia knew she couldn’t face two villains at once.

“Brent! I’m warning you, everyone here is elite! Don’t mess around!” Nigel shouted bravely.

“Who cares? You’re nothing but trash!” Brent replied, kicking Nigel hard and sending him flying into the crowd.

As chaos erupted and screams filled the air, Claudia sprang into action. She pulled out her dagger and charged at Brent, aiming for his throat. She knew she couldn’t beat him in a fair fight, but if she could take out one opponent, her chances would improve.

However, Brent was quick. He dodged her attack and slammed his shoulder into Claudia’s chest. She grunted and staggered back, but before she could recover, he hit her again with a powerful punch.

Claudia desperately raised her arm to block the blow, but the impact sent her crashing down again. She felt a sharp pain and spat out blood; her internal injuries had reopened.

“Ms. Doyle, if you were at full strength, you might have put up a good fight. But in this state, I recommend you surrender,” Brent taunted her.

Claudia’s expression darkened, and she charged at him again with her dagger. They exchanged blows for a while, but then Brent landed a heavy punch to her stomach. She crumpled to the ground, unable to get back up.

“It’s over! It’s all over!” Brent sneered.

Doyle had been defeated, leaving everyone worried. “Who else can stop them?” someone asked.

“What should we do? I don’t want to die!” Claudia’s defeat left the girls on the verge of tears. Their last hope was gone.

Brent grinned wickedly at the girls. “Wade, take Ms. Murray away. I want to have some fun with the beautiful ladies here first.”

He turned to the girls and said, “Listen up. If you don’t want to die, take off your clothes. If not, you’ll face my anger!” The girls turned pale with fear. Were they really going to be harmed by this creep?

“Ms. Murray, come with me,” said Wade, the bald man in black, as he stepped toward Sheila.

“Stop right there!” Ruth shouted, grabbing a fruit knife and stepping in front of Sheila. “I’m warning you, don’t come any closer, or I’ll stab you!”

“Get lost!” Wade swung his hand at Ruth without a second thought. Energy gathered around his hand, creating a strong wind.

Just then, a hand shot out and grabbed Wade’s wrist, stopping him inches from Ruth’s face. “You can bully the others, but you can’t touch these two,” Dustin said calmly.

“How dare you interfere? You’re asking for trouble!” Wade’s face twisted in anger as he raised his other fist to hit Dustin.

Dustin chuckled lightly and made the first move. He punched Wade in the chest with lightning speed.

With a loud thud, an invisible force pushed Wade back, shattering a wine bottle several feet away. Wade shuddered and fell to the ground, unconscious.

“Wade!” Brent screamed, his face filled with rage. “How dare you hurt my brother? I’ll send you to hell!” He charged forward.

Like a raging bull, Brent swung his fist at Dustin’s face.

Dustin caught Brent’s fist with one hand and squeezed it gently. Suddenly, there was a loud crack as the bones in Brent’s hand shattered, sending blood and flesh flying.

Before Brent could even feel the pain, Dustin grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall with all his strength, creating a large hole.

Brent was left hanging on the wall, bleeding heavily and unable to move.

“I just wanted to have a decent conversation with you guys, but you chose violence,” Dustin said, brushing off the dirt from his clothes, as if defeating both bald men was no big deal.

Everyone watching, including Sheila, Claudia, and Nigel, was stunned by Dustin’s calm attitude.

He had taken down both of them with just two moves. It was hard to believe that two of the feared Four Scoundrels had been beaten by a thin, frail guy like Dustin.

Were they dreaming? Was this the same cowardly person they had made fun of earlier?