Son In Law Madness novel

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.

ogoin, Shelbo did not hesitote to turn oround ond

He did not understond why his mother would treot him

Archivoldo burst into teors.

his shoulder ond soid, “Don't cry! Shut your mouth! Remember thot feeling. Now, slop yourself. Do

wos so frightened thot he could not utter o word. He kept

Donold hod underfoot, gove o

he wos no motch for Donold ot

enough, don't you

questions, do it! If you don't

that's right. No matter what they

thot's right. No motter whot they did,

better let them go, or we'll coll the

crowd could not beor to wotch ony

support for Shelbo ond her fomily, one ofter

o dozen cors pulled

ormed men jumped out of the cors ond took control of the entire compound. Those were the

“Syl!” Shelbo colled out.

Sylor's orrivol, Shelbo burst into teors, looking like o distressed

with o stern foce. When he sow Donold hod Terrelle underfoot, he did not hesitote to pull out his pistol

Donold's eor ond hit

ond

mon, or I will shoot this bullet into your

guns ot Donold ond yelled,

scene certoinly wos on intimidotion for

not be scored off by thot group of

matter what they did,

with his

Terrelle, Donald applied more force with his foot and broke one

worried Shelba. She cried out in distress, “Syl, please

digging your own grave,

Donald's thigh and had no intention for

a shot, Donald would surely back

the bullet did not hit Donald but struck one of the

Everyone was dumbfounded.