Chapter 291 You Don't Want to Live

Daniel's brazen words sent Good into uproarious laughter. "Ha ha ha ha... Country punk, what did you say? You want me to arrest my little brother and bring him to justice? And if I don't, you're going to teach me a lesson? Did a door hit your head or something? Do you even realize who you're speaking to?" Good waved his hand, signaling his men. "Since this country boy won't kneel, you two teach him how it’s done." At Good's command, a burly officer and a lean one approached Daniel from behind. Each grabbed one of Daniel's shoulders and pressed down hard, trying to force him to kneel. But Daniel stood firm as a mountain, unmoved even as they exerted their full strength. The burly officer then aimed a vicious kick at Daniel's knees, intending to break his legs. However, before his foot could connect, Daniel grabbed his arm and executed a perfect judo throw. With a thud, the burly man hit the ground like a slab of meat falling off the butcher's table. "Ouch... Ouch... Damn you! Ouch!