Journey Of Me And My Seven Sisters

Chapter 181 Morgan Arrived

Because Morgan frequented the barbecue stall to eat, the stall owner recognized Morgan’s voice.

Denver sneered, “Compensate? In your dreams! Today, I’m determined to get this kid into the police station, to give him a taste of reality… Ahh!”

Emrys picked up another skewer and thrust it into Denver’s palm. Blood gushed out, a sight so shocking it made one’s heart skip a beat!

Chandler sneered, “Yes, this isn’t about compensation!”

The stall owner was helpless, thinking to himself that those two individuals were incredibly audacious. After such a commotion, he feared that his barbecue stall might not be able to continue operating. However, after all, they were trying to help him, so naturally, he couldn’t really blame them for anything.

In no time at all, two police cars came screeching to a halt in front of the barbecue stall. A few imposing officers stepped out, led by none other than the district chief, Morgan.

Upon seeing Morgan, Denver immediately cried out in excitement, “Uncle Morgan, hurry! Please save me! My hand is about to give out!”

When Morgan saw his nephew’s hand still nailed to the table, blood pooling on the floor, his anger surged uncontrollably. He swiftly approached Emrys, police baton in hand, his face dark with fury. “Brat, release my nephew immediately. Are you seeking death?”

he suddenly heard a cold snort from the side. “Hmph, you’re a mere district chief. Who

but the very next second,

he was so frightened

the onlookers around, including the

middle–aged man to be the governor as they didn’t think the governor would dine

simply too hard to believe for

it or not, the fact was, upon seeing Chandler, Morgan seemed to have lost his mind. He rushed up and grabbed Denver, shouting in anger, “D“mn it! You’ve

end, Morgan was taken away by the relevant authorities. As for Denver and his group, they were naturally apprehended as well and

and walking on the street outside,

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Chapter 181 Morgan Arrived

a melodramatic incident, and we happened to witness it. To think the nephew of

York, hold a high

Often, beneath many a glamorous facade, lurk deeds

seems I need to address the morale within

roadside barbecue was well