Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 290 Bradley Made His Move

The yellow-haired man, Bruno, cast a sidelong glance at Donald and Bradley.

Only at this moment did he feel that he had been liberated.

We were suppressed by Charles and Zayne before and dared not show our faces. Even if we did, we did it discreetly and didn’t dare to go out of line. Now Mr. Lynch’s identity has changed. He’s now under the Freedman clan and is the spokesperson of a prominent family that is five hundred years old, so we can do whatever we want!

“Since there are fifty of us here today, it’s one hundred thousand each, so that makes it five million in total. Once you’ve handed over the full amount of travel expenses, I’ll let you all go.” Bruno played with the bayonet in his hand and filed his nails, acting cocky.

It can’t be helped. At present, a single utterance of being under Mr. Lynch gives us extreme confidence. With a single remark from Mr. Lynch that he’s mingling with Timothy of the Freedman clan, we wouldn’t be afraid even of Nigel. Be it Zayne, Tyson, or Lucas. To hell with all of them!

His attitude even surprised Donald.

We are now living in a law-abiding society. How can he be so arrogant?

“I’ve made my decision. Give me two hundred thousand each, and I’ll let you all go,” Donald uttered flatly.

Aren’t you all good at extortion? Fine. I’ll let you have a taste of your own medicine.

Bruno, and the others were

fifty of us, and all of them are good at

all go?” Felicia froze before staring at Donald as if he was an idiot. “I think you should check your brain, Donald. Are you not aware

Donald merely shook his head. “It’s two hundred thousand per person for them. But for your family of four, it’s one million per

waved his hand. “Cripple them first before throwing them

Bruno and the others also could not stand it any longer. With an impatient wave, the fifty people charged

moving extremely quickly, they also retreated just as swiftly because

not only a top hacker but also a skilled fighter and good at tracking. How

saw was his right hand reaching to his waist and pulling out his belt. He jerked his arm, and it turned into a long thin sword. With a gentle flick, five or six arms

all fifty people were sent flying, falling to the ground on

“Argh! My hand!”

feel like I’m dying.

good. He’s difficult to deal

out a black pistol

he could shoot, he felt a chill in his right

down, and his pupils dilated in shock as the pistol made