Chapter 1167: Cripple Party
Thunderstorm widened his eyes, finding it hard to believe.
His death was something he had never anticipated; he didn’t expect that Dustin would actually dare to kill him. If he had known better, he wouldn’t have been so arrogant.
However, there was no regret medicine in the world.
As his life faded away, his pupils slowly dilated, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.
Dustin raised his hand and tossed Thunderstorm’s lifeless body like a dead dog, causing it to crash into the wall before falling to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
For a moment, the entire scene fell silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes widened, struggling to believe what had just happened.
Who would have thought that, even after Thunderstorm had revealed his identity, Dustin would still dare to kill him?
Keep in mind that Thunderstorm was not only a disciple of the Balermo Martial Alliance but also the nephew of Ronald Reeds, the leader of the martial arts alliance!
How could this guy dare to do such a thing?!!
“He’s… dead? This guy actually killed Thunderstorm?” Brayden was dumbfounded and couldn’t believe it.
Thunderstorm’s status and prospects were almost on par with his, and in some aspects, even better. Yet, an unknown person had dared to kill Thunderstorm in front of everyone. Did he have a death wish?
“He’s gone crazy! This guy is absolutely insane! Fortunately, he won’t live much longer, as disaster is about to befall him!” Florence sneered. She didn’t care whether Thunderstorm lived or died, but Dustin was asking for trouble by killing him. She wished to witness this scene unfold. She didn’t just dislike Dustin; the main reason was that she was afraid he would pester her daughter. With her daughter’s current status, her future husband could only be a prince or a high-ranking official, at the very least. There was no way he could be a mere martial artist. She was afraid her daughter would regain her memory and act foolishly again. So, for her, Dustin’s death was the best outcome.
“What is this guy doing?” Dahlia furrowed her brow, feeling inexplicably annoyed. Her annoyance wasn’t because of Thunderstorm’s death but because of Dustin’s reckless actions. He knew that the other party had a significant background, yet he dared to be so audacious. Wasn’t that foolish?
“What a death wish!” Cornelius shook his head. Mentioning Ronald Reeds would only add fuel to the fire.
Initially, it was just a matter of a few bruises, but now, Dustin had staked his life on it. “Seal off the Celestial Heights Restaurant! Drive out all the people from the Grant family. Whoever dares to resist, cripple them and drag them out!” Dustin’s face was cold, and he exuded a strong killing intent.
Ronald Reeds had deceived his master and annihilated his sect, causing the death of Sir Paul Hill. He had also acted treacherously by attacking Edmund Robinson and stealing the Heavenly Spirit Pearl (aka Sky Spirit Orb), which had forced Abigail into demonic cultivation. Ronald Reeds’s despicable actions were enough to infuriate both gods and humans.
Now, seeing his nephew Thunderstorm acting arrogantly, if he didn’t kill him, he wouldn’t be able to vent his anger!
“Have you heard Sir Rhys’s words? Cripple these people!” Cornelius shouted.