Son In Law Madness novel

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Chapter 921 Tony

Donald dug his ear, somewhat annoyed, and said, “I've noticed that you people really love to boast. Every time

you're on the brink of death, you claim you can fulfill any of my wishes. Fine. In that case, I want ten million now. I'll

give you half an hour to transfer the sum into my account.”

After Donald finished speaking, he gestured to Ashton, who had been hiding in the corner. Only then did Ashton

dare to come over and wait for Donald's instructions.

“Lend him your phone,” Donald said.

Hearing Donald say that, Ashton didn't dare to ask any questions. He quickly handed his phone to Grady.

After receiving the phone, Grady initially thought Donald would keep an eye on him.

Unexpectedly, Donald sat back down at the bar and continued chatting with Tony.

“Where were we earlier? Oh right. You're not just an ordinary bartender, are you? Who exactly are you?”

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Tony didn't respond to Donald's question. However, his movement of polishing the glasses turned slower.

Just as Grady was surreptitiously preparing to send a distress message to his leader, Tancred, a thunderous noise

erupted at the bar as if a bomb had detonated.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads to look behind them.

The bartender, Tony, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a large pair of shears and slashed it at Donald's neck.

It was clear that Tony was planning a sneak attack on Donald, but Donald's reaction was even faster than he had

anticipated.

Almost the instant the shears were drawn, Donald had already blocked his face with a stone rod.

The sharp blade of the shears was less than three inches away from Donald's neck, yet Donald remained

completely calm.

After sipping the freshly mixed cocktail, he casually said to Tony, “Your strength is not comparable to the person

earlier. Your surprise attack failed, so you've already lost.”

Tony's smile was bitter-sweet.

He was well aware that he was no match for Donald.

Still, he had to solve someone's problem after accepting their money.

Since he had taken someone else's money, he was prepared for the possibility of retaliation when he made his

move.

With a flick of his finger, Donald sent a shock through the shears in Tony's hand, causing the incredibly sharp tool to

shatter instantly.

Tony, now without his weapon, still wanted to attack Donald, but Donald didn't give him a chance.

With a forward gesture of his right hand, Donald sent all the fragments of the shears flying toward Tony. In the blink

of an eye, Tony was pierced all over, resembling a porcupine.

“Mr. Campbell, what's going on?”

Although Ashton was afraid of Donald, Tony had been working in his bar for such a long time that he considered him

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one of his closest subordinates.

One admirable trait of Ashton was his strong sense of loyalty.

Donald could harm him, but it was unacceptable for Donald to hurt his men without reason.

Donald glanced at Ashton and said nonchalantly, “He's a mole planted by Tancred by your side. I've taken care of

him for you.”

“How could that be? I personally hired Tony, so how could he possibly be Tancred's subordinate?”

“Really? In that case, do you know he's a Penta Stella Warrior?”

“P-Penta Stella Warrior?” Ashton was instantly dumbfounded.

He first met Tony purely by chance during a fortunate coincidence where Tony saved his life.

But he never knew that Tony was a Penta Stella Warrior, let alone that he could fight.

Looking at the fragments of the shears on the ground, Ashton fell into deep thought.

He was no fool. The moment he thought of how arrogantly Grady had come to replace him, he understood

perfectly well that replacing him was precisely what Tancred intended.

Tancred figured Ashton no longer had any value for him to exploit, and the latter was also unwilling to cooperate

with him in selling drugs on his premise. That was why Tancred had Grady bring people over to cause trouble.

What he didn't expect was that he would encounter a stroke of bad luck for running into Donald.

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