Family Guy Peter Fights の小説・ストーリー

When he went downstairs, his leather shoes trampled on the stairs, and his footsteps echoed throughout the Warm family villa. Peter and Joshua looked up at the same time. Gale was held horizontally by Shawn, unable to move. She could only keep shaking his legs and slapping his chest vigorously. "Let me go, Shawn...you are a domineering person!" She punched him hard in the chest again. Seeing this posture, Peter did not know what to do or whether to intervene. Gale was fine, unscathed, and Mr. Wood's expression looked normal. So this was a little fight between the couple?

I screamed out as I felt a sharp intense pain at my back. “That's what you get for sleeping with my wife," Peter started speaking as he dished out pain upon pain on me through kicks and stomping. This guy's leg must be made out of concrete or casted iron because I could feel and hear my bone cracking and I found myself screaming out like a little child. I can't go out like this. When I haven't had a taste of Bella. At least once. Peter lifted his right leg up in the air for what would be a fatal stomp to my head but as his leg descended.. I gathered all my strength in one blow and struck him fast and quick in the region where the sun doesn't shine.

I find I’m wrong. “Your woman kicked me. Wouldn’t take the car so I put her in the SUV. I know you said no one touched her but she tried to run. I’m not handing her ass the phone, she’ll throw it at me and break the damn thing.” Peter has lost his usual cool. “Tell me you’re going to spank her ass for being a brat.” I hear Celia in the background. “Tell him I’m not taking the fucking car! He can take it and shove it up his ass!”

"You… you! Fine! So, all these years, you've been on guard against me! Then don't blame me for showing no mercy! I'll expose all the dirty deeds you've done!" "Do you think you're clear of misdeeds? Fine then, let's all go down together!" Dad shot back. The two of them then went crazy, fighting with each other. Both were skilled fighters, and within moments, they had beaten each other black and blue. Peter watched them tearing into each other like beasts and seized the opportunity to record everything with his bodycam. Only when both were exhausted did he order officers to handcuff them. After the special forces team got into their vehicles, I was finally stabilized after emergency treatment

That was the final straw, Josiah lost his tolerance power and retaliated, punching him. They broke into a fight. At that moment, Ryan and Raymond walked in. Ryan was smart enough to call Raymond on his way here. "Stop you two!” He held both of them backwards trying to ease the commotion. “You both are being hella childish, are you fucking idiots!!? Fighting like kids?” "I will kill you! Give her back to me" Peter fisted his hands, trying to attack Josiah again. "Calm down! What are you talking about?"

I made my way through the crowd and slipping my hand between the crowd, tearing it apart. As I got close to the center of the crowd, I saw James and Erik punching and kicking each other. “Not again…” I rolled my eyes feeling frustrated, and was about to walk in to stop them, but James made some gestures with his eyes to not come in between. I had no idea why he gestured that and was trying to figure it out but soon I heard a loud voice of Mafia king Peter, “is no one going to stop them? Have you come over to enjoy the fight? Or should I join them too?”

He rolled up his sleeves and snorted, "Drop the act! Was it you who told Mr. Lowe about me the other night, about how I laughed at your seasickness? Do you know how badly I got chewed out for that? And now you're here playing the victim? Don't push it, or I don't mind dealing with you." Lara returned with the medicine and saw Debra lying on the floor. "Ms. Frazier!" she called out in alarm and then turned to Peter. "Ms. Frazier is still recovering. You shouldn't have hurt her. It's against Mr. Lowe's order. You..." Peter raised his hand and struck Lara across the face, leaving her cheek red and swollen. Debra stared at Peter with barely concealed fury, her lips forming a thin line. "Bitch, w

“That’s fascinating. Now, forgive me, I’m not a medical expert. I’m just a lawyer. But I do know that when someone gets into a fight, especially a deadly one, both parties usually come out with something to show for it.” He turned back to Dr. Myles. “When you saw Billy’s body, you mentioned defensive wounds. Scratches, bruises… anything like that, right?” “Yes,” she confirmed. “There were signs he fought back.” Peter’s eyes sharpened. “Then tell me this, Doctor… if my client…” he turned and pointed at me again, “a human with no claws, no fangs, no regenerative powers, if he fought Billy Campbell, a trained wolf, an Alp, even drugged, wouldn’t you expect to see something on *him*?”

“I just came to tell you that I am going to Cape Town to ask for a hand in marriage. When I entered the shop I saw that everything was in a shambles and when I took a closer look at the drawings I knew it was important. I brought them here.” “Who is he?” Peter eyed the other man with narrowed eyes. His frame clicked into place. “How is your presumed multiple wives, sir?” the sarcasm dripped from his query. Peter moved so fast before either men could react he punch the man who tried claiming his wife hard on the mouth. He staggered but regained his balance. “I deserved that. “She is mine. Try and claim her ever again, you’ll be six feet under.” Peter sat down in the chair feeling seriously wo

"Where's Yule? Bring him out, and let's go home." That's when Tracey stepped out of a car parked nearby, wearing her usual fake, doe-eyed expression. "Peter, let it go," she said softly. "I don't blame Yule for what happened." Peter whipped around, pointing a finger at me. "If Yule did something wrong, he needs to take responsibility! I won't let my son grow up as undisciplined as his mother!" Before I could react, Shaun stormed forward. He grabbed Peter by the collar and slammed a fist into his face. Blood trickled from Peter's mouth as he staggered back.