Biker Pumped Gas Into Crying Girls Car And She Begged To Stop As Her Boyfriend Will Kill Her!

I didn’t look away from him as I asked her, “Brandi, do you feel safe with him? Right now. Tell the truth.”

He snapped, “She’s fine! Quit putting ideas in her head!”

But she wasn’t answering him. She was staring at the pavement, shaking.

He reached for her again. That’s when I caught his wrist mid-grab.

“Don’t touch her,” I said.

He swung at me. Got one wild hit in before I had him pinned against the car. Years of experience outweighed twenty years of temper.

He screamed, “Assault! Someone call the cops!”

A few people were already filming. Someone actually called 911, thank God.

Two squad cars rolled up within minutes. Officers separated us. Brandi collapsed to the curb, sobbing while an older woman wrapped an arm around her. Tyler immediately tried playing the victim.

“This psycho attacked me! Arrest him!”

The officer looked at me. “Sir, what happened?”

“I stopped him from grabbing his girlfriend. That’s it. Everything else is him lying because he knows he’s in trouble.”

The other officer checked for warrants. And found two. Both active. One for domestic violence. One for failure to appear.

That shut him up fast.