A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Looking at the token in Bradley's hands, Woodrow's face turned pale, and he stepped back 2 steps, with fear in his eyes. (Fastest update)

When the guards heard the words, they also stopped and looked at Bradley and the token in his hands with awe in his eyes.

Tier-7 Magic caster, this strength is enough to easily destroy everyone here.

What scared them even more was the token in his hand and the Tier-4 event he said. The Tier-4 event is already a high-level event in the event level of the Gray temple. Once qualitative, even the City Lord's mansion cannot intervene casually. Not to mention visiting the government.

They have been disqualified from participating and all they can do is wait for trial.

The miners' families looked at Bradley, their eyes full of hope.

Mag looked at Bradley with a smile on his face, and didn't sting him a bit.

"Mr. Dely, you ca n’t do this. This is not in compliance with the rules. You are ruling the incident level!" Woodrow shouted reluctantly. Once this incident is determined as a Tier-4 incident by the Gray temple, it will definitely be punished. Thorough investigation, when the time comes, he has no chance to stand up.

"Woodrow, please do n’t point your finger at the Gray temple case. How to determine the level of the incident is determined according to the rules of the Gray temple. Now you are asked to step down from the guards of the Patrol House, and you may be involved in the Tier-4 incident. You limit your behavior and activity area, please stand in place to cooperate with the investigation. Uctxt.com "Bradley looked at Woodrow with a serious expression, and two Gray temple inspectors stepped forward and stood beside Woodrow. .

"I'm an officer of City Lord's mansion. I'm a patrol officer. You don't have the right to restrict my freedom. I'm going to City Lord's mansion! I'm going to see Lord City Lord!" Woodrow turned and wanted to leave.

"Please cooperate with the investigation, otherwise we will take compulsory measures against you according to regulations." The two patrol guards' hands rested on his shoulders, with a serious expression.

"You guys are framed! I'm not convinced! I'm going to meet the city lord! I want to ..." Woodrow struggled, trying to break free from the 2 guards.

"You don't have to go to City Lord's mansion. The Lord City lord has orders. The matter will be fully investigated by the Gray temple. The patrol government will cooperate with the investigation. There must be no neglect and appeasement regarding the families of the miners who have died!" At that time, the sound of a horse's hoof accompanied by a majestic sound, Deeks rode in from outside the crowd and looked at Woodrow high above the ground: "Woodrow, Lord City Lord is very disappointed in you."

When Woodrow heard this, he sat down on the ground with cold buttocks, cold sweat running down his cheeks, hua hua, pursed his lips, and shook his head, "It's not like this, Master Deeks, it's not like this. You help me and the city lord My lord said that I am his most loyal dog, and I am only loyal to him ... "

"Master City lord never keeps dogs. ()" Deeks interrupted him directly, turned over and looked at Bradley. "Master Bradley, I came by the command of city lord to assist Gray temple in handling the case."

"Okay, many thanks city lord understand." Bradley nodded, glanced at Woodrow paralyzed on the ground, and looked at the family members of the miners and said, "Gray temple handles the case, it is absolutely fair. Now we are going to make a transcript of your inquiry. Every sentence you say will become a testimony, so you must be responsible for what you say. We will never wrong any good person, nor will we let a bad person go, please believe us. "

The miners' families looked at Bradley with a little hesitation on their faces.

"I'm Ebinidze. I'm 3 years old. My father and mother died at the same time 4 years ago, leaving me and my 2-year-old younger sister ..." The young man stood out first, watching Bradley. Said.

The scene was very quiet, only the juvenile voice of the teenager was interrupted by choking.

The expressions on everyone's faces began to become angry, looking at the teenager's eyes full of mercy, but when they fell on the people standing behind him, there was a hint of intolerance and fear.

"I think she's still watching me, and let me take her to catch butterflies ..." The teenager lifts the head, watching a small butterfly flying above his head, hesitated, and stretched out his hand.

The butterfly flew around him a few times, stopped at his fingertips for a while, then flew away, flew towards the sky, kept flying, kept flying ...

"Child, rest assured, your younger sister will not die in vain." Bradley clenched his fists and tried to calm his voice as quietly as possible, "slightly next."

"I'm Harold, 65 years old, and my son 4 years ago ..." An old man came out and began to tell his story.

Each and everyone's lamenting and angry stories are told from their mouths, like a heavy punch punched in the hearts of everyone, making people breathless.

"They're lying! They're ..." Woodrow's face grew paler and harder, trying to get up.

"Shut up!" Bradley shouted coldly, with a serious expression: "Bring him and all the guards of the Patrol House back to Basti prison, handle the scene, properly place the miners' families, and then summon one after another to review all the crime records and return them. Just justice! "

"Yes!"

The Gray temple responded in unison, took out the ropes and tied Woodrow directly, and the soldiers of the Patrol House were also seized with weapons, squeezing their heads into a pile.

"It's a jerk!" Deeks clenched his fists in anger.

"He killed my nephew, he also killed many people, didn't you say that Gray Temple would not let any bad guys go? Then arrest him, too!" Woodrow was so strapped that he couldn't move, watching Mag shout Road.

"Whether Mister Mag has killed your nephew remains to be investigated, but in the face of such a wicked villain, if he really died in the hands of Mister Mag, then he is a hero who is violent and virtuous. He should receive praise and applause, like It's like sending you to jail. "Bradley looked at Woodrow seriously.

"Mister Mag, why are you here?" Deeks noticed Mag, then, unexpectedly.

"Master Deeks, didn't expect to meet again so soon." Mag was also a bit surprised, a bit helplessly said: "I originally brought Amy to invite her little friends to the party, and just met the bully and bullied them, and tried to occupy them. little girl, and then there is this thing. "

"Regarding this matter, City Lord's mansion expressed regret, and thanked Mister Mag for protecting the commoner's security and unveiling this darkness, we will definitely investigate to the end and not let any bad person go." Deeks looked at Mag solemnly Road.

"I hope so, City Lord's mansion should reflect on the fact that if the law is given to an individual, his existence will be meaningless." Mag looked at Deeks' eyes with the same earnestness.

"I will convey this sentence to the city lord." Deeks nodded.

"This ... how is it possible ... isn't he just a boss of a restaurant?" Woodrow collapsed in the hands of the guards of 2 Gray temples, and was lifted away.