These People Were Never Good People to Begin With

He turned to Georgia and asked, "Do you know them?"

Georgia gritted her teeth and looked at the people outside the door.

 "Of course I know them! They're employees of Weyland Financial Corporation.

The leader is called Dexter, he's the CEO of that company.

Their company specializes in giving high-interest loans to college students, forcing female college students to take nude photos, and resorting to violent debt collection!

They even force female students who can't repay their loans to sell their bodies to settle their debts!

 This company is notorious, many victimized college students have reported them to the police, but I couldn't do anything about this company.

 I wonder who's backing them up?"

Upon hearing Georgia's explanation, Dylan just said, "Oh."

It seemed like these people were never good to begin with.

At this moment, the muscular man named Dexter smiled at Georgia and said, "Captain Georgia, what a coincidence!

But let me advise you, it's already late, why are you still hung up on past grudges?

In my opinion, why don't you open the door and join us here?

 Let's forget about the unpleasant things in the past.

 I guarantee that in the future, I'll make sure you live a life of luxury and ease. How about it?"

"Shame on you!" Georgia exclaimed disdainfully.

Upon hearing Georgia's response, Dexter didn't get angry.

Instead, he chuckled and said, "Captain Georgia, let me tell you something.

 Have you seen the five trucks behind me?

 They're filled with all kinds of food and supplies.

We've basically moved a small supermarket here, enough to sustain us for a while.

As long as you let us in, I can take care of you!"

"Get lost!" Georgia couldn't help but curse.

Upon hearing this, Dexter's smile faded, and his expression turned ugly. "Alright, alright! Captain Georgia, don't regret it later!"

After saying that, Dexter turned his gaze to Dylan and said, "Young man, my brother said you're very talented.

 So, I'll give you a chance today. Open the door yourself, and I'll let you become my right-hand man. How about that?"

"Not interested," Dylan replied coldly.

"Hahaha, alright, bold words. Then don't blame me for not being polite!" The big man suddenly raised his right hand and made a slicing gesture towards the door.

"Whoosh!"

The door opened with a bang.

The women inside the door were stunned.

The lock had been cut off by the big man's bare hands.

Dylan was also taken aback.

This big man actually awakened an ability, and it was an extremely rare metal ability.

This ability could turn his palm into a sharp metal weapon, cutting through iron like mud.

 No wonder Dylan saw that he was unarmed. It turns out, his killer weapon was his own hand.

As soon as the door opened, the people outside rushed in frantically.

"Don't move!" The big man suddenly stopped his subordinates and then looked at Dylan and the others.

"I'll give you one last chance. Drop your weapons and avoid suffering!"At this moment, the survivor who had been released earlier stepped forward, smiling at Dylan.

 "Brother, I've seen your skills.

You're indeed a tough guy! But let me advise you, you should know your place. You're no match for us at all.

 Your blade may be sharp, but it's nothing compared to my cousin's hands."

"Young man, one must understand the situation and act within their limits!

" Dexter added, offering his advice.

 Then, he looked at the women behind Dylan with a smile and continued, "Ladies, there's no need for meaningless resistance.

As long as you give up resistance, I guarantee that you can pick anything you want from the supplies in the trucks outside.

 I, ,have no other skills, except for spoiling women!"

"Yes, yes, yes, our boss really spoils women! Hurry up and surrender, hahaha!" Dexter's henchmen behind him chimed in.

Meanwhile, Alberta and the others remained indifferent to the temptations of these people. They were truly like a bunch of scoundrels.

"Are you done talking?" Dylan asked coldly.

"We're done.

What? Are you eager to surrender?

" the survivor taunted, smiling.

"In my life, I hate one type of person the most: those who repay kindness with ingratitude!" With a swift motion, Dylan lunged forward and slashed at the man before anyone could react.

With a swift hand, the man's leg was severed directly.

By the time Dexter's group reacted, the man was already lying on the ground, howling in pain.

"Damn it! How dare you chop off my cousin's leg! Get him! Spare the women behind him. I'll use them to vent my rage!" Dexter shouted furiously.

Upon hearing Dexter 's orders, the group of people charged towards Dylan and his group.

Leading the charge was Dexter directly aiming for Dylan.

Dylan didn't hesitate. He swiftly approached with his knife raised, slashing Dexter's right hand off.

Then, he held the knife against Dexter's neck.

This scene happened in an instant, leaving Dexter's subordinates stunned, unable to react.

"Stop your people and hand over your weapons!" Dylan demanded with a cold glare at Dexter.

Only now did Dexter feel the pain of losing his arm. He trembled all over from the pain, his mind blank. He couldn't even see clearly how his arm was cut off.

He had thought he was quite powerful, but he didn't expect to be so powerless in the hands of this young man.

Seeing the knife against his neck, he didn't dare to hesitate. Enduring the pain, he ordered his subordinates, "Hand over your weapons, quickly!"

Dexter's subordinates were shocked to see their boss being taken hostage so easily. But none of them were willing to surrender their weapons.

In the end, five of them sensed the situation was dire and ran towards the cars, apparently planning to escape.

It seemed they were no longer concerned about their boss's fate and just wanted to flee by driving away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Five gunshots rang out.Just as they had run a short distance, the five men fell to the ground, screaming in agony as they clutched their thighs.

Dylan didn't need to turn around to know that Georgia had fired the shots.

"Seems like your people don't listen to you very well," Dylan remarked as he applied more pressure to the knife against Dexter's neck, causing a gash to form, and blood started flowing.

"Hey, spare my life!" Dexter pleaded in fear, then shouted angrily at his subordinates, "You bunch of cowards, are you all hoping for my death? I've treated you well before! Hand over your weapons now!"

Upon hearing Dexter's commands, his subordinates finally obeyed. After all, Dexter still held authority over them.

Alberta and her group stepped forward to collect the weapons and then retreated to their original positions, waiting for Dylan's instructions.

"Come on, tell your men to transfer their time energy from their arms to this crystal. Leave yourselves three minutes. But you better not try anything funny, or your boss will be done for," Dylan ordered.

As he spoke, Dylan suddenly produced a crystal from his left hand and threw it onto the ground. It was the empty crystal he had prepared earlier, now coming in handy.

Dexter and his men instinctively glanced at their arms.

They knew the time energy stored in their arms but didn't know it could be transferred.

 Nevertheless, with their boss at Dylan's mercy, they had no choice but to comply.

Besides, there was a policewoman aiming a gun at them, so they didn't dare to resist.

Each of them took a crystal and transferred their time energy into it as instructed by Dylan.

 Then, they handed the crystals over to Alberta and her group.

Dexter also transferred his time energy to Dylan through a handshake.

After completing these tasks, Dylan smiled with satisfaction.

Well, these people hadn't wasted their time energy too much.

Seeing that these people were about to die, Dylan turned to Georgia and asked, "Captain Georgia, do you have any more questions for him?"

Dexter, thinking Dylan was about to let him go, became excited. "Yes, Captain Georgia, do you have any more questions for me? I'll tell you everything!"

Georgia thought for a moment, walked up to Dexter, and asked coldly, "There is one question, actually."