Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 521

Duel Before the man could even react, Donald had fractured his sternum. “You!” The other security quickly realized that something was horribly wrong. Just as he was about to strike, Donald was one step ahead. A beam of bright light appeared from the tip of the black umbrella. When the men returned to their senses, a red line trickled across their throats. The two Quattuor Stella Warriors fell dead in the blink of an eye. Who is this man? How is he so powerful?

metal box. Shooting Donald a death glare, Tevin stated, “I don’t care who you are. If you dare cause trouble in Est Montaigne, then you shall not leave here alive!” “What a coincidence, because I have the same notion,” remarked Donald casually. “Everyone in this safe house today shall die.” At his words, strong glass walls shot up from all four sides of Tevin, encasing him within. The glass walls were so sturdy that they could withstand the bullets of a machine gun, even

really think he can scare me with an umbrella? “Hello?” Sivert’s disgruntled voice came from the other end of the line. “Mr. Sivert, someone is challenging the safe house to a duel. Please come as soon as possible.” “Aren’t Wayne and William there?” “They’re dead. He killed them in one move.” “In one move?” Sivert immediately sat up straight and frowned. Even though Wayne and William were only Quattuor Stella Warriors,

Stella Warrior. “Interesting.” Sivert was immediately intrigued by the troublemaker. On a normal day, it would be very difficult to find an elite in Pollerton. Yet, at that moment, a powerful one showed up. Sivert decided to take up the challenge. “Wait for me at the reception. I’ll head there immediately.” The moment Sivert finished his sentence, the sound of something breaking sounded from Tevin’s end, followed by a high-pitched scream. “What was that? Talk to me!” The call was quickly cut off after that. Sivert stared at the phone in his hand, eyes widening in disbelief. Sivert was familiar with the security system of Est Montaigne. He knew the durability of the glass wall at the reception. The sound of something breaking just now… It couldn’t have been the glass wall, could it? If it really was the glass wall, the troublemaker might at least be an Octo Stella Warrior. Sivert no longer dared to waste any