Son In Law Madness
Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Countered

It was blatant daylight robbery. The sum he requested was even higher than the fees required earlier.

John knew Donald was definitely an influential man, so he said to Terry, "Terry, don't trouble Mr. Campbell. Otherwise, we'll be in deep trouble ourselves. Let Mr. Campbell go. Mr. Campbell is a magnanimous man, so I think he'll have mercy on us."

Terry and Theron stared at John as if the man had lost his mind.

"What's wrong with you? Are you an idiot? We're the ones with the advantage now. Why would we need him to show us mercy?" Terry remarked.

He then glanced at Jennifer, who was hiding behind Donald. Wearing a lecherous smile, he added, "Now, he should be the one begging me for mercy. The lady behind him is quite pretty. I can give you a twenty percent discount if she's willing to spend a night with me. That way, you'll only need to pay me one million and six hundred thousand."

His presumptuous demand caused Donald to heave a sigh. "Why are there so many people with a death wish in this world?"

"Brat, what did you say?"

Donald patted Jennifer's head and instructed her gently, "Bring your parents to the back of the crates and hide there. I'll deal with the situation here."

"Darling, are you able to fight off so many people on your own?" she asked.

"That's why I asked you to hide first. Call the police while I stall them. By the time I can no longer ward them off, the police should be here to deal with them."

Jennifer was not a melodramatic woman, and she knew how good of a fighter her husband was.

Once the Wilsons had taken cover behind the crates, Donald flexed his neck and beckoned Terry over with his finger. "Come on."

"D*mn it! You sure have a death wish, you brat!"

Seeing how Donald was belittling him, Terry waved at his lackeys and instructed them to attack the young man all at once.

His lackeys were equipped with all kinds of weapons, and they dashed toward Donald without bothering to devise a strategy beforehand.

Why would we need to think of a strategy when there are a hundred and fifty of us and only one of him? This situation is laughable!

However, they quickly realized something was amiss.

The people leading the group were sent flying before they could even strike Donald with their weapons.

Although Donald did not look like a strong person, no one stood a chance against him during the fight.

In fact, no one could withstand Donald's attacks. Some lucky lackeys managed to hit his head with their wrenches, but Donald was unharmed while his head ended up bending those wrenches instead.

Terry and Theron looked paler and paler by the minute. This brat literally fights like a legendary fighter! How are we supposed to take him down?

"Mr. Quigley, are your men capable of dealing with him?" Theron's knees were turning weak when he saw how strong Donald was.

He wanted to flee, but Terry grabbed him and said, "Hey! Are you thinking of running away? You brought this brat here. If I can't get rid of him, you must stay here with me!"

Theron had a bitter smile on his face. "I didn't know he was this capable. Perhaps you should leave as well, Mr. Quigley. Let's get out of here together."

Truth be told, Terry was tempted to agree to Theron's suggestion. Judging by how Donald was becoming stronger as the fight went on, he might not be able to escape later if he did not do so immediately.

"Okay. Let's run!" he answered.

The moment Terry made up his mind, a wrench suddenly flew out from the crowd and struck Theron's calf, breaking his calf bone on the spot.

Terry was appalled to have witnessed that scene. How did a wrench that's thrown from so far away be capable of breaking a person's leg? Just how much force was used to throw the wrench?

"Did I say you guys could leave?" Like a War God, Donald made his way toward Terry and Theron while punching people left and right.

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