Chapter 181

Because Truman frequented the barbecue stall to eat, the stall owner recognized Truman's voice.

Dallas 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!”

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

Mitchell sneered, “