The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 1008

“Who exactly are you?” Cillian picked up the pistol from the table, vigilantly aiming it at the man.

The man shrugged and said, “Haven't you been looking for me all this time? Laila, I captured her. I wiped out Task Force 3. My name is Donald, and I'm here to deal with you lot.”

Donald spoke with an air of nonchalance as if he were discussing a trivial matter of no consequence.

Henley looked at Donald and laughed. “Do you think you can—”

Before Henley could finish his words, Donald's voice suddenly echoed from behind him. “Before we begin, let me collect a bit of interest first.”

Henley's pupils contracted, and instinctively, he wanted to turn around and throw a punch.

Just as Henley was about to take action, he suddenly felt a numbness in his shoulder, and then his entire body lost its strength.

Donald casually placed his hand directly on Henley's arm.

It was as if Henley had realized something. He roared at Donald, “No!”

Henley's shouts were of no use.

All that could be heard was a rustling sound.

Just as Henley had effortlessly broken the arm of the hotel staff before, his own arm was easily torn off by Donald!

Blood trickled down from Henley's shoulder as Cillian took aim and fired directly at Donald.

Who would have thought that the bullet, despite hitting Donald's head, would cause a ripple instead of exploding it.

Is it an illusion? Upon realizing that, Cillian began to search for Donald's location anew.

Almost instinctively, Cillian rolled on the ground when he sensed danger.

A sharp little knife grazed past Cillian's ear.

“Huh. Your response is quite quick, isn't it?” Donald's voice was filled with indifference.