My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



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Irene's beauty and figure were absolutely flawless. She was the kind of woman none of these men had ever laid eyes on before. "Boys, tonight's our lucky night!" the Crimson Gang members murmured in excitement. Their faces lit up with greedy anticipation.

They did not care about Dustin or Irene. But they failed to notice the calm demeanor of the two sitting on the couch. Neither of them showed the slightest sign of fear. They were unnervingly composed.

Dustin sat back and watched the unfolding scene with an air of detached amusement.

"All right! No need to wait any longer. Let's get this done," said Aaron as he waved a hand dismissively.

"Remember," Pete said with a sinister grin, "cripple him, don't kill him. Got it?"

"Got it!" the men responded. Their malicious laughter filled the room as they approached Dustin.

Dustin chuckled.

The moment they got close, he sprang into action. In an instant, his energy surged and filled the room with an almost palpable force. Few people survived Dustin's attack.

Dustin struck with precision, and within seconds, the members lay immobile on the floor. They did not even get to scream before losing consciousness.

The metallic scent of blood quickly filled the air and mingled with the silence that followed.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Aaron and Pete were talking. They did not even notice what had happened until they heard the dull thuds. Both men froze in disbelief.

It had taken Dustin less than three seconds to get this done.

Every single one of Pete's subordinates was sprawled on the floor and was unresponsive.

“What the hell just happened?" Pete barked in confusion. For a moment, he thought it was some kind of prank.

"Get up! All of you, get up!" he shouted as his anger rose.

But no one responded.

"Something's wrong," Aaron muttered with a pale face.

Pete crouched down and turned one of his men over on the floor, The lifeless body stared

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back at him with its eyes wide open. There was a clean hole cut through his chest where his heart should have been.

A cold shiver ran through both men.

Their eyes were filled with terror when they turned to look at Dustin.

In a matter of seconds, he had taken out over ten people.

Pete's face twisted in panic when he finally realized that Dustin was not an ordinary person to be messed with.

Aaron and Phoebe were paralyzed in fear, and their faces drained of all color.

Who the hell was Dustin?

How could he kill so effortlessly?

Fear overpowered them. Sharing the same room with him felt like being trapped with a predator.

Kill him! Hurry up and kill him!” Aaron stammered and shoved Pete forward.

Snapping back to his senses, Pete quickly drew a gun from behind his back, loaded it, and aimed it at Dustin.

Aaron and Phoebe sighed in relief.

No matter how powerful Dustin was, he could not possibly be faster than a bullet.

"Hands on your head! Get down on your knees. Now! Or I'll shoot!" Pete barked.

"Do it, or we'll blow your brains out!" Phoebe said. She was feeling emboldened since there was a gun involved.

Dustin remained unfazed. He began walking toward them with a soft smile on his face.

"Stop right there!" Their voices cracked with fear.

"You're asking for it!" Pete snapped and pulled the trigger.

What happened next defied all logic.

Dustin raised his hand to catch the bullet in midair. He then opened his palm and dropped the bullet to the floor like it was nothing.

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Pete's face twisted in terror, and Aaron and Phoebe looked like they had seen a ghost..

None of them came from martial arts families, so this kind of thing was beyond their understanding. They were absolutely terrified.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

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Pete frantically fired round after round and emptied the bullets.

But each bullet met the same fate and dropped harmlessly to the floor at Dustin's feet.

All three of them stared at the pile of spent bullets on the floor and trembled uncontrollably.

"W-Who... Who are you?" Pete stammered. His hands shook so badly that he nearly dropped the gun. Aaron and Phoebe were equally rattled.

They had not expected Dustin to be someone so utterly beyond their comprehension.

Not getting affected by the drugged wine was one thing, but catching bullets with his bare hands?

He killed without a second thought and without a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

It seemed like Dustin was more terrifying than the Crimson Gang itself. He was a true force to be reckoned with.