Chapter 430


    Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 430


    Donald Is Alive The Golden Sentinels said, “Let’s take him down together. We get half his head each.”


    Chills ran down the care worker’s spine at the threat. How can there still be such cruel people in this


    time and age? Raymond smiled without a flicker of fear in his eyes. “It looks like Tyrone doesn’t have


    much time left. As for Francesco, I’ve seen himtely. He will have a catastrophe befall him recently,


    too.” Bang! A member of the Eighteen Copper Men smashed the marble desk in front of him before


    charging toward Raymond and grabbing his neck. Raymond’s breathing turned rapid, but he merely


    shut his eyes. Ever since he heard about Donald’s death, his willpower had died along with Donald.


    His consciousness began to fade as he slowly gave up on struggling. As he gradually fell into


    darkness, he suddenly sensed a faint golden glow appear in front of him. He was stunned by what he


    saw when he opened his eyes. A tall, lean figure with shoulder-length hair was standing in the room.


    The man’s dark, lush mane had obscured his face. The Eighteen Copper Men were stunned to their


    core. The man with a chokehold on Raymond’s neck frantically released him, letting Raymond slump to


    the ground as he rushed back to his team to get into formation, preparing themselves to attack.


    Meanwhile, the Golden Sentinels were thunderstruck. It was as though a lightning bolt had struck their


    preconceived notions into smithereens. All members of the Campbell n had evaluation sses on.


    They could ess the power level of the man standing in front of them and saw that the man


    possessed a power level of five million. Through the evaluation sses, they could only see a wall of


    red. Their sses weren’t for evaluating the power level of humans.


    Instead, the sses’ purpose was to measure the power level of assault weapons, such as nuclear


    bombs, aircraft carriers, and intercontinental missiles. The power level of assault weapons ranged from


    three to five million, but the sses measured a five-million power level on a human. It was horrifying.


    The man before them was practically unrivaled. “Who are you?” A member of the Golden Sentinels felt


    a mix of emotions surging within his heart. Donald stood there motionlessly and merely stared atContent is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    Raymond dazedly. When he saw the fingerprint on Raymond’s neck and his flushed face from


    shortness of breath, murderous intent stirred within him. “All of you… have to die!” he dered with a


    hoarse voice. Raymond gasped as agitation filled him. I know this voice! The next moment, tears filled


    his eyes. Donald had slowly raised his head, and his hair parted to each side of his face to reveal his


    features. He had a handsome face. It was fair without a beard. His gaze was abnormally sharp. One


    could even see a faint golden glow gleaming within his eyes. It’s Donald! “Donald!” The Eighteen


    Copper Men and the Golden Sentinels were familiar with Donald’s face.


    They could recognize him from a glimpse. After the initial shock, chills ran down their spines as


    comprehension dawned on them. Donald was the one who defeated Javon from the overseas Order of


    the Infinite with one strike. He was also the one who crushed Leviathan’s destroyer with a stomp of his


    foot. He has a five-million power level! The men merely stood there, not daring to move even a single


    muscle. A member of the Golden Sentinels wanted to send the information to the Campbell n but


    realized something was blocking his signal. It was Donald. His body was exuding some kind of


    radiation that could jam signals. At that moment, Donald was still staring at Raymond. The tangled


    mess in his mind began to unravel. Memories about Raymond were starting to unfold and filled every


    corner of his brain.


    “Grandpa,” Donald called out with a hoarse voice. He still had a lot of nk spaces in his memories


    that he needed to scour for and fill in. His memories would only fully recover if he saw the person in


    question with his own eyes. Especially Jennifer. Tears began streaking down Raymond’s cheeks. “It’s


    good to have you back!” A member of the Eighteen Copper Men couldn’t stand the pressure Donald


    exuded and chose to attack him first. With clenched fists, he charged toward Donald. The sound of


    something shing through the air echoed across the room.