"Bastard?" The sudden voice startled the scar-faced man.

He whirled around to find a plainly dressed man quietly observing him.

"Where the hell did you come from? You better stay out of this!" Scarface's face darkened.

"Please help me!" The woman thrashed around and cried out hopefully, looking terrified.

She had almost given up, thinking she would be violated. But now, someone was going to help her.

"I never said I was going to get involved. You guys can carry on," Dustin said with his arms crossed, looking unbothered.

"What?" Dustin's response took Scarface aback. Even the woman was confused.

Wasn't Dustin supposed to be a hero who would rescue her? So, why wasn't he doing anything?

Was he just going to watch?

"Tch, I thought you were going to help her. Turns out you're just a coward!" Scarface sneered.

"If you aren't going to stand up for her, get lost and stop bothering me!"

"Exactly! Scram, or we'll break your legs!" Several of Scarface's lackeys chimed in.

"You