“Let's go, Zeke.”
She was no longer angry as her vanity was greatly satisfied.
Zeke said, “I'm still mad.”
He took the wine bottle and smashed it on Dane's head.
The bottle shattered and blood spattered around them.
Holding his head, Dane fell to the ground and curled up into a ball with a shriek of anguish.
Zeke then took off his white gloves and threw them on the ground. “You can't live after having messed with me.”
He then left with Dawn.
Dawn suddenly stopped at the door. “Oh ya, money, Zeke, our money.”
Then, she was about to go back in to pick up the money when Zeke stopped her.
“Ask the restaurant owner to send it back to us.” Zeke said, “By the way, the steak here is so bad. Let's not come here again.”
Dawn winked playfully at him. “Alrighty, Zeke.”
Dane got up with difficulty after the two left.
“Damn, Dawn. I will be back for you!”
He stumbled his way toward the door.
However, before he walked out, four military trucks suddenly stopped outside the door.
Heavily armed soldiers dressed in camouflage jumped out of the trucks and surrounded the restaurant in a well-trained manner.
Lone Wolf led a team into the western restaurant.
“Freeze. On the ground. Hands behind your head.”
The crowd was scared out of their wits.
Damn, why was the army alerted?
The power of that young man had actually reached the military.
Although they knew Zeke was very powerful, they had still underestimated his power.
Everyone hurriedly got down on the ground with their hands behind their heads.
There were even a few timid onlookers who peed their pants on the spot out of fear.
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