Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys Novel novel Chapter 750

Chapter 750 

Everyone was shocked by what just happened. 

The prison officers in Azkaban were far from ordinary. They were all powerful and highly skilled. Otherwise, they couldn’t stand up to the evil criminals inside.  

No one would have expected that Dustin could have beaten these elite fighters up so quickly. 

It was truly frightening. Of course, more than shock, they felt fear. 

There were all sorts of experts in Azkában, even Grandmaster martial artists. Beating up the prison officer would catch the mastermind’s attention. 

When that happened, the consequences would be unspeakable! 

After returning to his senses, the well-dressed, portly man began yelling, “Punk, you really have big ba lls! How dare you touch me?!” 

It wasn’t like nobody had challenged his authority before, but they had all ended up tortured to the brink of death. 

“So what?” Dustin said with a calm expression. 

“For beating me, your punishment is now doubled! If you don’t stop right now, not even God can save you!” the man yelled. 

“Young man, let go! Don’t make things worse!” 

“The prison officer is no ordinary guard. You can’t afford to anger him. Hurry and beg for forgiveness!” 

“All you suffered was some physical pain. You don’t have to dig your own grave!” 

The others began to panic, trying their hardest to talk sense into Dustin. 

Dustin would be in trouble if something happened to the portly man, and the rest of them would get dragged down with him. 

Here, there was no such thing as law or justice. The warden had the final say. 

Whether you lived or d ied was solely the warden’s decision. 

“You hear that? Let go now, or I’ll k ll you!” the portly man said with a glare. 

“You’re going to k ill me, so why should I let you go? Since I’ll d ie anyway, I should just k ill you,” Dustin said, smiling. 

“Don’t you dare!” the portly man roared fiercely. 

“I’m warning you. I’m the warden’s brother-in-law. If you harm a piece of hair on my head, not just you but all your friends, family, and everyone in this room will d ie!” 

“Young man, you can’t beat them. While things haven’t completely reached the point of no return, you must stop before it’s too late! Or else, there will be a hor rible price to pay!” the older man, Cornelius, was beginning to worry. 

“Even if I let him go, he won’t let things go. We might as well di e together,” Dustin said plainly. 

Dustin’s unflinching attitude toward death frightened the well-dressed, portly man. For some reason, he began to feel nervous. 

What was his life worth? 

Was it worth exchanging it for the life of a death row convict? 

“Sir, what happened today was just a misunderstanding. Why don’t we let bygones be bygones, for my sake?” Cornelius said. 

“Hmph, since you spoke up, Mr. Adler, then I’ll spare his life this once!” the portly man said, using this opportunity to dig his way out. 

His biggest fear was running into hotheads like Dustin. 

They would want to fight to the death whenever things didn’t go their way. If he got ki lled, it would be a greater loss. 

“Young man, the prison officer has chosen to forgive you. You can let go now,” Cornelius said. 

“Alright.” Dustin nodded and relaxed his grip. 

The portly man crashed to the ground.