Chapter 1060


    “Zhao Weiwu, do you still want to meddle in this?” Dustin gradually increased the pressure on his


    fingers, digging into the flesh.


    At that moment, Zhao Weiwu found it increasingly difficult to breathe, and his heart pounded like a


    drum.


    “Kid! I warn you not to act recklessly!” Zhao Weiwu gritted his teeth, pretending to remain calm. “Taking


    a Three-Star General as a hostage is a grave crime. Even if the military can’t catch you, don’t forget


    about the Martial Suppression Bureau. If you harm me, they will never spare you!”


    The Confucian schrs use words to break thew, and the chivalrous use force to vite the


    prohibition. To manage martial artists, the government established a mysterious organization—the


    Martial Suppression Bureau!


    The Martial Suppression Bureau was filled with talents, and its power was immense. It was an


    insurmountable mountain for martial artists from all over the world.


    Although the Martial Suppression Bureau usually didn’t interfere in martial world affairs, whenever a


    martial artist dared to kill innocents or harm high-ranking officials, the Martial Suppression Bureau


    would step in immediately to eliminate the threat.


    At that time, not only Martial Arts Masters but even Grandmasters standing at the pinnacle of the world


    would be hunted down by the Martial Suppression Bureau!


    For martial artists, the Martial Suppression Bureau possessed absolute deterrent power!


    To the point where it made people’s faces turn pale.


    “Are you threatening me? Do you think I won’t dare to kill you?” Dustin’s eyes gradually turned icy.


    “I’m just reminding you not to dig your own grave!” Zhao Weiwu spoke righteously. “You have achieved


    so much at such a young age, which is no easy feat. Given time, I believe you will rise even higher. But


    if you vite taboos, not only will your future be ruined, but you will also attract fatal consequences.


    Think carefully.”


    “So, are you going to stop me?” Dustin’s expression remained cold.


    “Understand this, I’m giving you a chance. If you leave now, I can promise not to pursue this further.


    But if you insist on being stubborn, there’s only a path to death!” Zhao Weiwu dered sternly.


    In front of so many people, especially as a general of the Dark Panther Cavalry, he had to show


    enough dignity. Even if he was held hostage, he couldn’t show any fear.


    “Zhao Weiwu, I don’t want to waste any more words with you. You have only two choices now: die or


    get lost!” Dustin was bing impatient.


    “Kid! Don’t challenge my bottom line!” Zhao Weiwu clenched his teeth.


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    “I’ll count to three,” Dustin said in a deep voice. “After three, if you don’t agree to leave, don’t me me


    for being ruthless!”


    “One…” “Two…” “Three…” As the countdown continued, Dustin’s fingers gradually tightened,


    squeezing Zhao Weiwu’s neck. Zhao Weiwu began to struggle frantically, his eyes rolling back.


    The fear of death began to creep over him. Several times, he wanted to beg for mercy, but out of pride,


    he gritted his teeth and endured it.


    “General Zhao, hang in there! This kid is just trying to scare you. Don’t fall for it!” Trent tried to boost


    Zhao Weiwu’s morale.


    “That’s right! Your status is noble, and he wouldn’t dare to act recklessly!” Jacob hastily echoed.


    “Kid with the surname Lu! General Zhaomands a hundred thousand troops. If you dare to harm


    him, you’re digging your own grave!” Dn roared.


    “Two…”


    Dustin paid no attention and continued to exert pressure. Zhao Weiwu began to struggle madly, his


    eyes twitching.


    In a way, if Zhao Weiwu were to die, it would be a good thing for them. As the murderer, Dustin would


    undoubtedly be pursued by the Dark Panther Cavalry and even attract the attention of the legendary


    Martial Suppression Bureau.


    At that time, they could rest easy.


    “General Zhao! Don’t worry, even if you really die, we will definitely avenge you!” Dn dered


    righteously.


    “Avenge?!”


    Zhao Weiwu’s eye twitched a few times, and he almost couldn’t help but burst into curses.


    The man was already dead, what good was vengeance?


    “One…”


    As the final countdown began, Dustin’s figure suddenly burst with a terrifying killing intent.


    Zhao Weiwu shivered all over, feeling death closing in on him, like falling into an abyss.


    At that moment, he was absolutely sure that the person in front of him was really willing to kill him!


    “Wait…”