Chapter 255


    Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 255


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    Chop His Head Off


    Donald loosened his grip, letting Michael slump to the ground.


    Following that, Donald turned around and red at the shadow guard with a fierce gaze. “You can go


    to hell now.”


    The shadow guard was stunned; he did not understand what Donald meant.


    However, realization dawned on him a secondter when his pupils constricted.


    He was the first in line to experience how scary Donald was.


    His military instructor was an expert fighter who had a power level of two hundred thousand and was


    also known as one of the top ten experts in the Campbell n.


    Even so, his instructor did not have such a horrifying aura as Donald’s.


    Casting his opponent a nce, Donald stretched out his right arm and pressed it on the opponent’s


    chest in what seemed to be a gentle move.


    Boom!


    The shadow guard crashed to the ground, and arge hole had formed at his back from the explosion.


    The onlookers were at a loss.


    Is Donald that scary? Since when did he have such terrifying powers?


    Tyrone lowered his head and looked at the shadow guard nkly. Suddenly, heughed like a maniac.


    “You made his pulse beads explode?”


    Everyone understood the situation all of a sudden. It was not that Donald was powerful. Rather, Donald


    had caused the pulse bead on the shadow guard to explode.


    Michael’s son, who was also Donald’s cousin, Derrick, ran over to help Michael out. Pointing directly at


    Donald’s nose, he fumed, “You’ve caused some huge trouble!”


    “That’s right. I’ve got to write a separate book about today’s events. It’ll be issued all over the country to


    show everyone Donald’s violent acts.” Jack, too, pointed at Donald, trying his best to perform well in


    hopes of Tyrone would look at him again.


    The remaining neen shadow guards surrounded Donald again. Their gazes were filled with hostility.


    Once they received Tyrone’s orders, they would blow Donald to bits.


    “Donald, my father is your biological uncle. How could you attack him so ruthlessly? Are you still


    human?” Derrick raged. “You’re making an enemy out of the entire Campbell family. Even worse, the


    entire Campbell n.”


    Smack!


    Donald caught Derrick and pressed him on the table, giving him a series of ten ps in one go. The


    latter’s face swelled terribly by the time the attack ended. “Cut out the nonsense.”


    Derrick was so stunned that he lost the ability to move. His face was swollen, lookingpletely


    distorted.


    Meanwhile, Jack pulled out his phone and started taking pictures while saying, “Look. Such great


    material. Your acts today will be recorded in detail. So, go ahead and continue being arrogant. Feel


    free to make an enemy out of the Campbell n.”


    Suddenly, Donald turned around, pulled out a hairpin that was shaped like a needle from Reina’s hair,


    and threw it out.


    Swoosh!


    Donald created a hole in Jack’s forehead.


    Thetter copsed to the ground on his back, with blood oozing out of his wound.


    “Making an enemy out of the entire Campbell family? Out of the Campbell n?” Donald sounded as


    though he was muttering to himself. “Well, I’m not afraid.”


    It was his first time revealing his incredible powers and confidence in the public’s eyes.


    Many among the crowd were thunderstruck by his words, especially Rupert, Akio, and the others who


    were observing Donald.


    Simrly, it was their first time sensing something unusual about Donald.


    Finally, an icy gaze filled Tyrone’s eyes, and he slowly stretched out his right arm. “Donald, you’re really


    bold, eh? Not only did you beat up one of my men, but you also killed him in front of me. It’s my first


    time seeing such an arrogant person with no influential background.”


    Donald nced at Tyrone in an unbothered manner. “Well, you’ve seen one today. And I’m sorry to tell


    you that your objective ofing to Pollerton will go down the drain. You’re not getting thend


    remation project.”


    Tyrone scoffed, “How naive! I’m definitely getting thend remation project. No one can stop me, not


    even the gods.”


    After that, he put down his right arm and ordered, “Kill him. Chop off his head and hang it on Pollerton


    Estates. Show it to the people for three days.”


    Right then, neen shadow guards charged toward Donald. At the same time, a dagger appeared in


    their hands, and they all aimed at Donald’s throat.