Betrayed, But Not Defeated novel Chapter 232

"Young man, you've got guts causing trouble here! Get him!"

At the command, the goons of Obsidian Group charged straight at Daniel.

But in the face of absolute strength, numbers were nothing more than a joke. Daniel stomped his foot, and the decorative fountain before him exploded, sending a wall of water into the air. With a casual wave of his hand, he sliced through it, sending a volley of water droplets hurtling forward.

The charging goons barely had time to react before the droplets hit them like bullets. Anyone who got struck let out a sharp cry before collapsing to the ground.

With a single move, Daniel had taken out half of Obsidian Group's men.

Daniel smirked mockingly, and his gaze was still as cold as ice. "What's wrong? Is Omari planning to hide like a coward and not even show his face?"

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Omari knew there was no point in hiding the moment Daniel showed up.

Luckily, the security footage had given him a clear look at the markings on Daniel's hand. This brought a smile to his face.

"Looks like you still don't realize how serious this is. Fine, let's see just how far you can keep up this arrogance!"

It didn't take long before Omari appeared at the second-floor stairwell, looking down at Daniel from above. "I didn't expect you to be here causing trouble instead of finding a quiet place to detoxify yourself."

Daniel scanned Omari from head to toe before meeting his venomous glare.

"Last time, I told you that every time I see you, I'll take a limb."

Daniel's eyes swept over Omari before he continued, "Which one should it be this time? How about your other arm?"

"Let's not do that. If you lose your other arm and can't feed yourself, starving to death wouldn't be much fun," Daniel chuckled.

"I've already made the decision for you." Daniel said with a smile.

Omari instinctively stepped back and tried to escape. But at that moment, Daniel suddenly swung his palm downward.

Omari let out a scream, clutching the base of his right leg. His face was filled with disbelief as he looked down. His right leg was still standing in place, only now beginning to topple to the ground.

Losing his balance, Omari's body tilted backward before tumbling down the stairs. His blood splattered along the way, painting a gruesome scene.

Daniel gave him a "friendly" reminder. "You still have three chances left."

Compared to killing him outright, this was far more satisfying for Daniel’s sense of revenge. More importantly, the people behind Omari would surely be unable to stay hidden for long.

Besides, today wasn't his father's death anniversary just yet, so Daniel didn't mind taking his time "playing" with Omari a little longer.