Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 487 An Ambassador Of Yartran Fear throbbed inside Akio as he cried out, “You can’t kill me! I’m the head of Pollerton Translations! I’m a guest from another country and the ambassador of Yartran in Yorksland! Moreover, there are thousands of people in Pollerton Translations right now. If you kill them all, Neil will definitely come after you!” By then, over three thousand people had surrounded Donald. They had their guns taken out and trained on Donald. Nevertheless, a jeering look appeared on Donald’s face. “I’m not planning to kill you all myself.” Hearing that, Akio let out a sigh. However, the next thing Donald said made chills run down his spine. “Well, someone will come to slaughter all of you,” Donald continued with a vicious glint in his eyes. The mercenaries all had their hands stained in blood. In the end, they came to Pollerton and received Akio’s protection.

Donald had long wanted to clean up that place. Akio continued, “Don’t cross the line, Donald! Also, who are you really?” Just as those words were out of his mouth, Akio heard a strange noise. “What is that?” Akio turned to scan his surroundings dubiously. He knew that was the buzzing sound of propellers, and it was coming closer and closer with each passing second. Then, the mercenaries shouted, “They are military-use helicopters!” The bright searchlights shone on the building and through the windows. It was then Akio saw eight helicopters in the sky, their guns trained in his direction. “It’s the Horizon Group! Oh my god, why is Horizon Group here?” “It’s Kingsley, the Wyvern King!” The mercenaries paled as fear pulsed through them. As a superpower, Horizon Group was the nightmare of various countries’ mercenaries. None of the thousands and millions of private armed forces all over the globe dared to cross Horizon Group. After all, Lord Campbell was like a god. In just a few years, he had climbed to the top of the pyramid and became the most capable young man known to mankind in centuries. “Who are you?” Abruptly, a thought popped into Akio’s mind, and he gasped. Kingsley, who was suited in a set of green armor, then slowly walked over.

His greeting struck Akio and Amadeus like a bolt from the blue. The Lord Campbell? Donald is Lord Campbell? That was the most shocking news Akio had heard in his life. His conflict with Donald had been longstanding. All along, he had looked

knee. “Annihilate them,” Donald commanded. “No!” Akio began quaking in his boots. On the other hand, Amadeus closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. For his last attempt at escaping,