The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 591

“Brat, I suggest you take the easy way out. Otherwise—”

Before Hayden, wielding a switchblade, could finish his sentence, Donald abruptly dashed forward.

F*ck! He's too fast! Hayden instinctively thrust the switchblade in his hand at Donald.

Unexpectedly, the latter slapped his wrist, causing Hayden's hand to swing uncontrollably in a different direction at once.

Swish!

Hayden slit his own throat as easily as cutting a piece of paper using scissors.

The next second, blood spurted from Hayden's throat with a gushing sound like a spouting fountain.

He covered his throat in agony and fell to the floor with a thud.

Wystan didn't expect Donald to commit murder right away. Most of the time, he was merely involved in trivial fights with others to make Warren look good, so he had never seen a gruesome scene like that.

He tossed his switchblade to the ground and raised his hands. Wystan was about to grovel at Donald's feet and surrender.

However, Donald was not inclined to accept Wystan's gesture as he kneed the latter's chin, sending his body tilting backward.

Donald exerted more force on his knees, shattering Wystan's hyoid bone and spine as a loud crack reverberated.

In lesser than thirty seconds, Donald had killed two people.

Warren's legs turned to jelly as he slumped to the floor with a thump.

“D-Don't kill me. My dad is Josiah Xanthos. He's very, very rich. Don't kill me!”