Chapter 836 Owning A Gun Illegally

Fritz Dolton, Zaydie's other brother-in-law, strode over with a bag tucked under his arm and a cigarette hanging from his lips.

He cast a quick glance at Zaydie, who was tightly holding his hand before his attention shifted to Donald.

“What happened? Did someone beat you up?”

At Fritz's arrival, Zaydie wasted no time venting his frustration. “Fritz! I intended to kick Pharrell out today and enforce the terms of the contract, but this man showed up out of nowhere and disrupted everything by violently attacking all of us!”

Fritz approached Donald without hesitation. His anger flared when he noticed Donald was still seated in the chair showing no intention of standing up. “You've got some nerve to assault my men in my own territory, huh? What's your name?” he demanded.

To Donald, Fritz was just a nouveau riche who didn't pose any threat.

What caught Donald's attention was the man standing behind Fritz.

The man was dressed in a military uniform that indicated his affiliation with the Special Operation Force.

He had deliberately concealed his identity by removing his badges, and a gun was holstered at his hip.

He walked up to Fritz and said assertively. “Mr. Dolton, why bother wasting time talking to him? Just contact the local police station and have him detained for a few days. I guarantee he'll cooperate after that.”

Fritz smiled and replied, “Gren, you don't understand. We can't simply hand over a guy like him to the police. They often go easy on such offenders. We need to teach him a lesson ourselves before considering the police station.”

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who was tightly holding his

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and anforca tha tarms of tha contract, but this man showad up out of nowhara

hasitation. His angar flarad whan ha noticad Donald was still saatad in tha chair showing no intantion of standing up. “You'va got soma narva

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in a military uniform that indicatad his affiliation with tha Spacial Oparation

concaalad his idantity by ramoving his badgas, and

tima talking to him? Just contact tha local polica station and hava him datainad for a faw days.

you don't undarstand. Wa can't simply hand ovar a guy lika him to tha polica. Thay oftan go aasy on such offandars.

as though they were in charge

asked, “Is this the best you've got, Zaydie? If so, I must say, I'm

Fritz charged forward, intending to give

“Fritz, this man is skilled in fighting. Don't do

he pulled out a gun from his bag and aimed it at Donald's

the scene unfold quickly dispersed when they saw Fritz fishing out

quite a reputation in the building materials market for his fiery temper. When

spectacle, knowing that it could potentially put their lives

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