The Understated Dragon Lord novel Chapter 600

As the gang swarmed toward him like a pack of feral dogs, a sly smile crept across Daniel's lips.

"Heh," he chuckled.

As the laughter faded, the cronies had already closed in on him. Using his hands and feet with zero hesitation, Daniel sent them all flying.

Thump!

Thump!

One by one, his attackers crashed to the ground—or rather, into heaps of trash. They lay there, groaning and wailing in disarray.

In under a minute, Head's lackeys were all sprawled on the ground, not a single one left standing.

Head was thunderstruck.

His cronies, all trained and ruthless, had been unbeatable on these streets. After ruling these parts for years without anyone daring to lay a finger on them, it was inconceivable that now they had been utterly defeated, ending up in a pile with garbage.

This was a monumental humiliation!

But as the boss, even if all his underlings were knocked down, Head couldn't show fear. He pointed at Daniel's nose and shouted, "You're dead, you hear me, farm boy? You are so dead!"