An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 608

Chapter 608 

“Hey, kid. You should’ve listened when they told you to run, but unfortunately, it’s too late now. Bennet stepped closer to Dustin. Soon, Bennet was less than 20 feet away from Dustin, which was the best range for an attack. There was no way Dustin could escape from him. 

“When did I ever say that I wanted to run?” Dustin retorted calmly. 

“Do you still plan to resist after hearing my nickname?” Bennet sneered. 

“Resist? No, you misunderstand me. I’m merely going to knock you out.” Dustin corrected. 

“Knock me out? Pfft!” Bennet sniggered. “Fine. I’ll give you a chance. I won’t move from this spot. You have three chances to strike me. I’ll let you go if you can make me take even a single step backward.” 

His words put a smirk on Maggie’s and the others‘ faces, who were all aware that Bennet’s body was impenetrable. Even those of the same rank as him couldn’t break through his defenses. So everyone was confident that even if Bennet let Dustin attack him thirty times without protecting himself, the former would still be completely unharmed. 

“This is interesting. Bennet is going to play a game of cat and mouse.” Maggie smirked. 

“The brat is going to make a fool of himself, yet he thinks he’s got the upper hand.” 

The martial artists from the Doyle family had their arms crossed and were grinning from ear to ear as they watched on. While Nelson and the others gritted their teeth and clenched their jaws. 

Bennet was clearly humiliating Dustin, yet Nelson and the rest of the gang were too weak to fight 

back. 

“Are you sure you want to let me have three strikes at you first?” Dustin suddenly asked. 

“Why? Is it not enough? Fine, you can have ten. If that’s still not enough, you can even have thirty.” 

Bennet sneered. 

“It’s okay. Just one is enough.” Dustin smiled softly and suddenly threw an ordinary–looking 

punch. 

“Don’t fall for it, Sir! He’s provoking you!” Nelson yelled. 

“Ignorant fool.” Maggie sniggered. 

“Things are starting to get good.” The Doyle family martial artists started cheering. They naturally assumed that Dustin was making things harder for himself. 

There was an audible thump as Dustin’s fist buried itself into Bennet’s abdomen. However, the 

latter seemed unfazed; his arms were still crossed as he sneered at Dustin. 

“He actually made a move? How foolish!” The Doyle family martial artists giggled jeeringly. 

Bennet chuckled. “Are you trying to tickle me with that puny punch of yours? You-” 

Suddenly, he paled and looked down as he realized something.