Randy Phillips stared blankly at the ripped-off car door, gulping uncontrollably.
*Is this guy even human? He actually ripped off the car door?* he thought.
While he was still in shock, I had already reached in and pulled him out.
"E-Tyler, don't fool around, I was just joking with you..." Randy chuckled awkwardly.
He had seen me break Walter Roberts's arm with his own eyes!
Seeing his sheepish demeanor, I smirked and said, "I won't make it too hard for you. A slap on the face is a lesson."
With that, I swung my hand across Randy's face.
Even though I held back my strength, the slap still left half of Randy's face swollen.
"Move the car quickly," I said coldly.
Though Randy was seething inside, he didn't dare say much, painfully suppressing his anger as he moved the car aside.
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After Tyler left, Randy cursed furiously, "What's he pretending for? If Sarah Anderson leaves Crestview City, let's see how many people will come after you!"
