Unlimited Son-In-Law

Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Powerful
Donald’s eyes were bloodshot, a result of broken blood vessels in the eyes.
Jennifer was struck dumb for a moment before bursting into tears.
She had seen that kind of symptom before when he came into contact with Jadar Stone in Cosmic Plaza.
Therefore, she could conclude that the beam of light just now came from a device assembled with Jadar stone that was specially designed to target Donald.
Rushing out, she started running toward Donald in the rain.
But as soon as she ran downstairs, a woman stopped her with a blank face.
The woman was Ryan’s subordinate.
“Get back inside!” she ordered mercilessly.
“Please let me go. Please. He can’t die!” Jennifer cried. Then, she knelt on the ground and begged, “I was wrong. I really was. Please let me go. Please.”

She was soaked with her hair sticking to her face, looking miserable.
“No.” The woman shook her head.
Jennifer was in despair. Left with no choice, she returned to the room and watched the monitor closely.
Donald coughed, and more blood came out from the corner of his mouth.
“You look terrible. It seems that the Jadar stone I gave has played a big role,” said someone who suddenly appeared in the dark indifferently.
It was a well-built middle-aged man holding Serpent Spear. Dressed in a white suit, he had no beard and looked like an intellectual and refined university professor.
But Donald knew who he was—Shaun Freedman from the Freedman clan, a member of Papillon.
Shaun was a terrifying existence as he was more powerful than Kingsley from twenty years ago, and now, his power level was definitely more than five hundred thousand.
The Serpent Spear he was holding was blue-gold in color and shone with a faint blue light. It was extremely sharp and had an amazing murderous aura.
Looking at the Serpent Spear, Donald said, “The direct descendant of the Freedman clan has actually become the lackey of Papillon.”
Shaun shrugged indifferently. “We want different things.”
Similar to the Campbell clan, the Freedman clan was one of the top ten prominent families with five hundred years of history in Yorksland.
The Freedman clan owned a mausoleum in the central business district of Pollerton that no one dared to lay a finger on. Back then, a developer had disappeared from the world within half an hour of making a casual remark that the dilapidated and old mausoleum should be demolished.
Since then, no one dared to touch it.
The Freedman clan’s mausoleum was guarded by more than a dozen people all year round. It seemed like it was at peace with the world, but even Neil and Joshua dared not set foot there.
“Golden Lord, let me through,” said Shaun.
Donald shook his head.
The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255