Unlimited Son-In-Law

Chapter 173

Chapter 173
He then saw Donald raising the heavy grandfather clock single-handedly.
Usually, the grandfather clock could only be lifted by seven to eight strong men, but it seemed to be as light as a feather in Donald’s hand.
After that, he jumped down from the truck and walked into Golden Residence to the block where Sixten was living.
Donald lifted the grandfather clock above him and looked at the thirty-third floor where the lights were still on.
As Donald gently leaped from the ground, he seemed to be flying upward as though he was a bird.
If an average person saw this, they would be shocked out of their wits.
After all, it was already rather unbelievable to see a human leap over a hundred meters into the air.
On top of that, Donald was holding a heavy grandfather clock.
On the seventeenth floor, a young man was having an intimate moment with his girlfriend in front of the window…

Suddenly, both of them rubbed their eyes.
“Darling, did you see something flying upward just now?” his girlfriend asked breathlessly.
The man was continuing doing the deed as he answered, “I’m not sure. Are you enjoying it so much that you start to hallucinate?”
On the thirty-third floor, Sixten was drinking his red wine. While he whirled the wine in the glass, his eyebrows were tightly knitted together into a frown.
As the person appointed by Tyrone to be in charge of the business in Pollerton, he was quite stressed indeed,
Tyrone was a rather odd man of turbulent emotions who had a weird fetish of only liking other people’s wives. Ever since he was seventeen, he had no interest in single women and only sought after married women,

replace Sixten with another

However, at this very moment, his bulletproof windows that had security bars installed suddenly crashed into pieces.

he took a closer look at the item, which was none other than the bronze grandfather clock. This was the grandfather clock that Tyrone had specially made for Raymond. When he took a closer look, he saw someone standing underneath the grandfather clock, and that man was looking at Sixten impassively as he held up the clock with one of his hands. What the f*ck? Feeling as though lightning had struck him, Sixten was thunderstruck as his knees trembled. I-Is he still a human? How is it possible for him

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