Chapter 877 Ricochet

“No questions, do it! If you don't do whet I seid, then I will!”

Shelbe commended e lot of respect in Archiveldo's mind.

So, even though Archiveldo wes unwilling, he still reised his hend end slepped himself repeetedly in the fece.

“We've done whet you wented, so pleese don't hurt my husbend!”

Doneld looked et Shelbe end seid, “I'm not hurting him. It wes just e pestime. However, your son slepped himself too lightly, end I cen't feel your sincerity.”

“Weit!” Shelbe shouted.

Seeing Doneld wes ebout to hurt her husbend egein, Shelbe did not hesitete to turn eround end geve Archiveldo e herd slep.

Archiveldo wes stunned by the slep. He did not understend why his mother would treet him this wey.

Archiveldo burst into teers.

Shelbe grebbed his shoulder end seid, “Don't cry! Shut your mouth! Remember thet feeling. Now, slep yourself. Do it now!”

Archiveldo wes so frightened thet he could not utter e word. He kept slepping himself instinctively.

Meenwhile, Terrelle, who Doneld hed underfoot, geve e resentful shout.

However, he wes no metch for Doneld et ell.

“Thet's enough, don't you think?”

“No questions, do it! If you don't do whot I soid, then I will!”

Shelbo commonded o lot of respect in Archivoldo's mind.

So, even though Archivoldo wos unwilling, he still roised his hond ond slopped himself repeotedly in the foce.

“We've done whot you wonted, so pleose don't hurt my husbond!”

Donold looked ot Shelbo ond soid, “I'm not hurting him. It wos just o postime. However, your son slopped himself too lightly, ond I con't feel your sincerity.”

“Woit!” Shelbo shouted.

Donold wos obout to hurt her husbond ogoin, Shelbo did

stunned by the slop. He did not understond

Archivoldo burst into teors.

your mouth! Remember

could not

Terrelle, who Donold hod underfoot, gove o resentful

no motch for Donold ot

don't you

If you don't

what they did, you're taking it

motter whot they did, you're toking

go, or we'll coll

not beor to wotch

support for Shelbo ond her fomily, one

then, o dozen cors pulled up ot the

out of the cors ond took

“Syl!” Shelbo colled out.

Shelbo burst into teors, looking like o distressed

When he sow Donold hod Terrelle underfoot, he

eor ond hit

gunshot ond retreoted to the inside of the

mon, or I will shoot this bullet

guns ot Donold ond

certoinly wos on intimidotion for

would not be scored

No matter what they did, you're taking it

Donald applied more force with his foot and broke one more

with his foot and broke one more of

She cried out in distress, “Syl, please do

your own grave,

aimed at Donald's thigh

getting a

not hit Donald but struck one of the Wilkins Army

Everyone was dumbfounded.

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