An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 1484

Chapter 1484

At the same time as it landed, the cloth bag opened, and a spherical object rolled out from it.

It is a dead head!

“Fuck!”

Owen Stratford was startled, and even took a few steps back, his face turned pale.

Because he was horrified to discover that this dead head was actually Master Ron’s disciple!

“Um?”

Master Ron’s face darkened, and his eyes immediately turned cold: “Who are you? How dare you kill my disciples, how audacious!”

“So, you put corpse bloodworms in our wine?”

The figure slowly walked out of the darkness, and finally stopped at the door of the living room.

The dim light in the living room hit the figure’s face, but Owen Stratford’s eyelids twitched in shock: “Dustin , Dustin why are you here?!”

“Your methods of harming people are too clumsy, and I have already seen through, so now, I will settle the score with you.” Dustin said indifferently.

“Settling score? Pooh! Who do you think you are? How dare you act wildly in front of Master Ron? You’re just asking for your own death!”

Owen Stratford spat on the ground first, then immediately hid behind Master Ron, and said, “Master Ron! This is the kid, he is the target I want to deal with!”

“Killing my disciple, is one thing but instead of run far away. How dare you come to seek revenge? You really don’t know how to live or die!” Master Ron said speculatively.

“act recklessly?”

Dustin suddenly smiled: “Why do you think I dare to appear here?”

“What? Do you have any helpers?”

Master Ron glanced around, trying to find something.

“I don’t have any helpers, because I am enough to deal with you all.” Dustin said calmly.

“Arrogance!”

Master Ron stared and said angrily: “How dare you look down on me? Today I will make your life worse than death!”

Especially that face, which was so scratched that the skin was ulcerated and the flesh was bloody.

“ah–!”

Owen Stratford howled in pain, but couldn’t control himself, he could only scratch and scratch, wishing to tear himself apart.

“Master Ron! Help me!” Owen Stratford yelled in despair.

If this continues, he will really catch himself to death.

“What a waste!”

Master Ron frowned slightly, immediately took out a bottle of potion, and sprinkled it on Owen Stratford.

After a few breaths, Owen Stratford finally stopped the act of self-harm.

It’s just that at this moment, his face has long been changed beyond recognition, dripping with blood.