Chapter 39: The Culprit

"Someone's fighting! Someone's fighting!" The cashier screamed repeatedly, while someone next to her urged, "Quick, call the cops!" Hearing this, the cashier hurriedly started dialing. "You seriously dare hit me?" Dave clutched his stomach, struggling to his feet, his eyes burning with hatred. "If you talk shit like that again, I'll break your mouth! Which one of your eyes saw me in jail?" Already pissed off by the $210 bill, Dave calling him an "ex-prisoner" was the last straw for Pierce. Letting...