The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 41

After meeting Harrison, Kevin changed completely. He was corrupted by money, alcohol, and fame. Under Theo's guidance, he slowly walked toward a path that he could not turn back from.

Tyson only looked coldly at Kevin.

Bennett still looked polite and cultured, holding his suitcase in his hands.

Lotus King's muscular frame shook. He looked like a predator that was about to eat its prey.

Tyson closed his eyes and sighed faintly. “Lotus King and Four-Faced Angel have entered Pollerton. I guess Pollerton is going to change.”

In truth, Lotus King alone was enough to dominate Pollerton.

“Do it,” Mark ordered.

Kevin nodded and gathered his strength. Then, he aimed the knife toward Tyson's neck in a swift motion.

At that critical juncture, a white light flashed in the air, and a regular poker card flew over faster than the speed of lightning. It cleanly sliced Kevin's fingers off.

“Ah! My hand! My hand!” Kevin shrieked in distress as he cupped his injured hand.

Unending groans of pain poured out of his mouth.

Bennett's eyes narrowed as he turned around quickly. When he looked behind him, his heartbeat quickened.

How fast! I can catch bullets, but I couldn't catch that poker card! Who is this expert ?

The roller shutter was swiftly pulled open. Then, a man wearing a golden mask and cloak walked over. He looked like a golden God of War and exerted much dominance once he stepped in.

Mark froze and cursed, “B*stard!”

He did not recognize the Golden Lord.

Yet, Lotus King and Four-Faced Angel recognized him. The muscles on their faces immediately twitched.

It was especially so for the Four-Faced Angel, Bennett. He hollered, “Golden Lord!”

“Golden Lord! I didn't expect that you'd be in Pollerton!” Lotus King exclaimed. “I still bear a grudge toward you for that bullet you shot that time!”

Donald's gaze was cold and emotionless.

His killing lust erupted like a volcano.

“I came here today to kill you.” Donald's gaze landed on Four-Faced Angel. “Noah the Parasite's ninth dog!”

“Get rid of him!” Bennett ordered angrily.

Lotus King moved immediately. His burly body was like a tank. He rushed forward and threw a punch at Donald's head, aiming to kill him with that punch.

He was very confident that he could kill Donald with one punch.

Donald stared at his large fist. He merely raised his right hand and held the incoming fist. In a swift motion, he pulled Lotus King toward him and raised a fist to punch the crown of his head.