If one insisted on a description, the way they looked at Alder right now was like looking at trash.
Alder’s cheeks were red. He did not realize that Hezti had scared him into peeing his pants.
How embarrassing!
Alder even felt the urge to kill himself by bumping into the wall!
However, Alder finally found a way to save himself, he took his phone out of his pocket and shouted, “You’d better not lay a hand on me. My father is Dorodo’s biggest weapons dealer. My uncle is the chief sheriff at the sheriff’s department. I could summon the sheriff’s department to come over with one phone call!”
“Go ahead…” Hezti said nonchalantly.
“Okay, you asked for it!” Alder said through gritted teeth and quickly dialed the phone.
“Hello, Uncle Zimmerman? It’s Alder Wagner. Someone beat me up so badly. Hurry and save me…”
Only about ten minutes after the call, sirens blared outside the fondue restaurant.
More than a dozen deputies rushed into the fondue restaurant with arbalests in their hands, and their leader was Chief Sheriff Dwayne Zimmerman.
Dwayne was in his forties. He had a fierce gaze and a serious expression.
He burst in murderously and shouted, “Everyone put your hands on your head and kneel down! Don’t move!”
As soon as he said this, the onlookers in the fondue restaurant obediently knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands. It was because Dwayne was well-known in Dorodo. As head of the sheriff’s department, he was a formidable figure in Dorodo.
He was particularly feared most by the thugs and hooligans who populated the streets!
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