Chapter 180 Threats At Barbeque Stall

Denver’s palm was instantly pinned to the table. He was stunned for a moment, only regaining his senses when he saw the bright red liquid gushing out. Immediately after, he was hit by an intense, unbearable pain.

“D*mn it! You f*cker! How dare you stab my hand! Kill him for me! Ah–” Denver’s face was a mix of pain and anger. With a roar, he instantly jolted the nearby youths out of their dazed states.

Almost simultaneously, they smashed their beer bottles, each holding one, their anger directed at Emrys.

Just as they were preparing to make their move, they were suddenly interrupted by a commanding voice. “Let’s see who dares to lay a hand on him!”

Following that, they saw Chandler walking toward them, his face stern and imposing.

Originally, Chandler was quite drunk. However, the commotion startled him, causing him to break out in a sweat, which in turn, evaporated a significant amount of alcohol from his system.

usually easy–going, but when he got angry at that moment, he naturally exuded an aura of authority, typical of

youths were clearly frightened, clutching broken wine bottles and daring not to

said, “What are you cowards standing around for? Get them! My uncle is the district

grand air you put on! Call your uncle over right now. I’d like to see how

to act so recklessly, allowing his arrogant and

didn’t even fear the district chief, the young men became even more intimidated. They held their beer bottles, hesitating to make a move, which infuriated

them. Though they appeared brash and arrogant, in reality, only Denver truly

all it took was a mention of his uncle being the district chief, and those they bullied would immediately back

they were concerned Chandler was

man who had pierced Denver’s palm with a skewer seemed to have impressive skills.

dare to make a move

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bunch of cowards! You’ll all affectionately call me Bows when it comes to freeloading food and drinks, but now that there’s trouble, you all are

anger

his phone, and dial a number. “Unde Morgan,

Who’s the b’stard that dared to lay a hand on you? Did you mention my name to him?” Morgan

Unde Morgan, please come quickly. I’m at Lowe’s Barbecue, the one in your jurisdiction. If you’re any later,

people over immediately. I want to see who the heck dares to stir up trouble on my

call, Denver deliberately turned on the loudspeaker and even cranked up the volume to

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