"Is that..Is that man dead?"
"Did these men really kill someone?"
"Was he beaten to death?"
"He is fine!" Brad, who had punched the man in the face, crouched down and pulled him up from the ground. "Get up! There is no need for you to play dead."
However, even if he shook the man with all his might, Dale didn't move.
"He—you really killed him!" The beast woman, who had been silent till, turned to look at the three men who were dumbstruck. They really killed someone?
"No! We didn't," Colby shouted as he turned on his feet and ran away. The other two men also turned on their feet and ran out of the restaurant. Neither of them cared about the man who was lying on the ground.
The woman who was left alone was stunned. She saw the men running away and looked around. What was she going to do now? After a quick thought, she kneeled on the ground and shook the man.
"Dale."
"Dale, Dale! Get up!"
