Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 938 I Will Give You An Explanation

“F*ck off, you creep.”

With a swift and forceful kick, Donald sent Emmett hurtling from his seat, propelling him directly onto the dance floor.

“Mr. Speight! Are you okay, Mr. Speight!”

“D*mn it! Are you asking for trouble, kid?”

The instant Emmett was toppled by Donald's kick, a cluster of individuals from an adjacent booth promptly rose, poised to confront Donald. However, what chance did these young troublemakers stand against Donald?

In succession, they surged forward, only to be swiftly dealt with by Donald, much like a series of dishes being presented.

In a mere two or three motions, Donald incapacitated them all. Emmett, lying immobilized on the ground, had never experienced such a substantial defeat.

Upon witnessing the evident prowess of Donald's combat skills, Emmett instantly wavered.

This young man's appearance suggests he's a martial arts practitioner. Could he possess some kind of notable background?

the table in front of him and remarked with indifference,

words instantly reignited a blaze within him. D*mn it, I'm in my forties, and here I am being expected to treat a young

aren't you? Are you even aware of whose territory this is? Daring to stir up commotion here, are you seeking

must admit, I really have no

United Hearts Society. You've injured so many of my men. If you don't give me a satisfactory

words dripped with a sense of righteousness and assurance, as though the mere act of calling for reinforcement would seal

an explanation? All right, I'll give

without a hint of hesitation, he raised his foot and pressed it

Save me, Mr.

Donald's foot. As Donald withdrew his

showed no signs of stopping. Instead, he proceeded to

had previously merely exhibited disregard for Emmett, his actions now amounted to a

its breaking point; he let out a furious roar and lunged at Donald. Yet, to his surprise, the latter's foot swiftly rose, delivering a forceful kick directly to Emmett's abdomen. The impact sent him sprawling onto the

kneeling Emmett. “You can't possibly go against me. Why don't you call