The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 1107

Oisin's eyes narrowed, a touch of irritation evident in his tone. “Brat, I've been out in the world for a long time, seen all sorts of people. Do you think you can act arrogantly with me here? You brought my girlfriend to this hotel and did such things to her. No matter how you put it, it's your fault. You're quite the looker, I must say. If you can cough up thirty thousand, we can consider today's matter settled. What do you say?”

Donald sat in the chair and spoke indifferently. “I say that won't do. As I said, if you think what I'm doing is wrong, just call the police and arrest me. I don't have any money, and even if I do, I wouldn't give it to you.”

“D*mn it! Oisin, why are we even wasting our time talking to this brat? Let's just give him a lesson, and he'll learn to behave!” Holding the steel pipe in his hand, Keenan Vader, one of Oisin's lackeys, could tell at a glance that Donald was a simpleton.

People like him won't realize what we're capable of if we don't teach him a lesson.

After finishing his sentence, Keenan approached Donald while cursing under his breath.

The instant he raised the steel pipe, Oisin's vision seemed to blur, as if something had swiftly streaked past him.

Hmm? Where's Keenan?

It took Oisin several seconds to realize that something was amiss.

Just moments ago, Keenan was all fired up, ready to teach Donald a lesson. How did he suddenly end up outside the room?

Donald dusted his own trouser leg, and a terrifying thought suddenly surfaced in Oisin's mind.

Did this brat just kick Keenan out of the room? D*mn! Just how strong is he to move so fast that I didn't even see clearly? Is this kid equipped with spring-loaded legs?

Another underling, Arthur Ladell, chickened out and leaned in to whisper in Oisin's ear, “Oisin, this young man seems to be a martial arts practitioner.”

Oisin slapped Arthur on the head and snapped, “Do you think I'm blind? Of course I can tell he's a martial arts practitioner!”

Despite his ferocious demeanor, Oisin was actually fearful deep down.

People often claim that Pollerton is a hub for hidden talents. Have I just stumbled upon one? Am I that unlucky?