indeed.

For Pete.

Even if the President of the United States came, if he wanted to take his wife away, he would have to give him a bottle of wine.

He could see that Girard, who was driving a Mercedes-Benz and wearing a luxurious suit, was no ordinary person.

Should be a big shot in some area of ​​Los Angeles.

But what about the big guys.

No matter how big a person is, he can't hold a gun.

This is the inspiration given to him by his past battlefield career.

So he didn't take Girard and the $10,000 golf club in his hands at all.

"Since you are courting death.

Then I don't mind fulfilling you.

Anyway, I don't mind getting another person's blood on my hands.

I saw Pete slowly loosen his belt and hold it in his hand.

Step by step towards Girard.

Pete, who has been on the battlefield in the past, has had human life on his hands.

It was that experience that made him suffer from postwar trauma.

become so irritable.

He also thought about it today, if Girard had to be over his own strength, he would take Shelly away.

Then he will send Girard to hell with the belt in his hand!

Seeing Pete walking towards him step by step, Girard clenched the club in his hand and aimed at Pete's head.

Girard knew that the fight between him and Pete today was no joke.

Those who lose may not be able to stand up in this life.

Especially against an opponent like Pete.

Girard did not dare to be careless.

Rather beat Pete to death and spend a few years in jail on his own.

I don't want to let myself be the one to be killed.

Shelly in the Mercedes-Benz looked at the tense situation outside and wanted to help Girard, but there was nothing she could do.

Otherwise, she would not have been domestically abused by Pete for so many years.

Can only silently dial the nearby emergency number.

Then pray for Girard.

Hopefully Girard will be fine until the police arrive.

"Fck~||!

Girard roared, swung the club in his hand, and took the lead in attacking Pete.

The expectation in his mind was that it would be best to knock Pete down directly with this club.

Judging from Pete's appearance, he should have been drinking a lot.

In this case, if he moves fast, it's not impossible to KO Pete.

But the situation was far beyond Girard's expectations.

It also made him feel more and more that Pete is not a simple person!

I saw that the club he had just swiped with all his strength was slightly sidelined by Pete, and he avoided it.

Just now, all his strength was hitting the air.

"..." Boy.

It's time for me. 99

Pete gave a ghostly smile, holding the belt in his hand, and at this time he had reached Girard.

Hearing his words, Girard was shocked.

I have a premonition that something bad is going to happen.

really.

next second.

I saw the leather (Qian Dezhao) belt in Pete's hand, like a bolt of lightning, drawing towards him at a lightning-fast speed.

Girard couldn't dodge in time, and was pulled firmly by the belt.

Immediately, there was a piercing scream.

He looked down and saw that his white shirt was stained with blood.

Pete's puff just now ripped open the skin of his puff.

Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, Shirley, who was silently paying attention to all this, also tightened her heart.

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