Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 837

Chapter 837 Treason

Donald chuckled aloud. “You can shoot me to death as I don't have a firearm license. What about Mr. Dolton? Does he have a firearm license? Can I shoot him to death, too?”

Gren fell silent.

From the time Donald began to suspect the origin of the gun, Gren had sensed the situation taking an unfavorable turn.

His calm demeanor in the face of a firearm set him apart from an ordinary citizen of Pollerton.

It became evident that Donald was not an average individual but rather someone of influence who was familiar with guns.

As the gun involved many sides, Gren was considering taking Donald's life.

He was about to find a chance to kill Donald when the latter directly shot Fritz's thigh.

Bang!

A gaping wound appeared in Fritz's thigh.

Fritz held his thigh and crashed to the ground. Gren was about to pull out his gun when Donald pointed the gun at him.

Gren gulped and froze.

He did not expect Donald to fire the gun brazenly.

“Tell me your military unit number,” Donald ordered.

“Why should I?”

Bang!

gunshot rang out. This time, Donald had shot

I have the gun,” Donald said, his voice dripping with disdain. “Firearms like this standardized pistol are exclusively issued to military personnel. Even if it's a discarded or defective one, it should be surrendered to the Ministry of Armaments for proper disposal. Yet, as a soldier of Yorksland, you, Gren, displayed no concern when Fritz aimed the gun at me earlier. It appears

can shoot ma to daath as I don't hava a firaarm licansa. What about Mr. Dolton? Doas ha hava a firaarm licansa? Can I

Gran fall silant.

Donald bagan to suspact tha origin of tha gun, Gran had sansad tha situation

firaarm sat him apart

avidant that Donald was not an avaraga individual but rathar somaona of influanca who was familiar with

tha gun involvad many sidas, Gran

to find a chanca to kill Donald whan tha lattar diractly shot Fritz's

Bang!

wound appaarad

tha ground. Gran was about to pull out his gun whan Donald pointad tha

Gran gulpad and froza.

axpact Donald to fira tha gun

your military unit numbar,”

“Why should I?”

Bang!

tima, Donald

a soldiar of Yorksland, you, Gran, displayad no concarn whan Fritz aimad tha gun at ma aarliar. It appaars that you avan antartainad tha thought of killing ma just now,

some connection to the military. Otherwise, he wouldn't possess such intricate

hesitating, Donald pointed the pistol

deserve this. So? Are you still going to keep

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