Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 985 Do You Know Iron Head Skill

When Joachim went back to report to Wilhelm, Donald had already arrived in the tent.

At this moment, Eileen's hands were still tied up with rope.

She, who never accepted her fate, was currently trying to find a tool in the room, hoping to break free before anyone else came in.

Donald, standing at the tent entrance, did not catch Eileen's attention.

At this moment, Eileen was intently placing her hands on a rather sharp metal object, hoping to use it to sever the rope through friction.

“Why not try this? Using a knife should make it faster.”

Donald's sudden words startled Eileen.

Eileen watched Donald nervously, especially when she saw him walking towards her with a knife in hand. This made Eileen even more defiant towards him.

“Don't you dare come over here! If you do, I'll headbutt you to death!”

“My head is quite tough, I've learned the art of Iron Head at the martial arts school!”

Hearing Eileen say this, Donald couldn't help but laugh.

“So, you've actually learned the Iron Head skill at martial arts school, that's impressive. Did they teach

you how to break free from ropes with that skill?”

Donald was not scared at all, and even continued to walk towards her.

With a loud shout, Eileen charged directly towards Donald.

Donald extended his left hand forward, as if he was grabbing a large watermelon, and directly supported Eileen's head.

To be honest, Eileen's method of using her head to hit him couldn't actually cause any harm to Donald.

The only outcome of her actions would be to strain her own neck.

After supporting Eileen's head, Donald casually moved to the side, causing Eileen to lose her balance. She fell towards the bed stumbling and staggering.

As Eileen and Donald brushed past each other, Donald even reached out and gave Eileen's butt a pat.

“You! Rascal!”

Eileen, who had fallen onto the bed, felt extremely humiliated. She grabbed something from the side and was about to hurl it at Donald.

Just then, Donald pointed his knife at Eileen, while signaling her to stay calm.

At this moment, Eileen realized that the rope in her hand had somehow been cut.

“Was it you who let me go?” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Eileen looked at Donald with a face full of suspicion.

“Exactly. I noticed your Iron Head skill didn't seem to be working too well, so I thought I'd give you a hand.”

After finishing his words, Donald casually changed the direction of the small knife in his hand and handed it to Eileen directly.

“Take this knife for self-defense, but I advise you to only use it as a last resort. The combat strength between men and women can be significantly different, especially when you're up against a group of well-trained mercenaries. If you can't strike a vital spot with a single stab, your fate could be grim.”

Looking at the small knife in her hand, Eileen fell silent.

Recalling Donald's behavior on the airplane, Eileen couldn't help but ask, “You're not really a bad person, are you?”

With a smile, Donald replied, “Miss, how old are you? Do you still categorize people as good or bad?”

Eileen bit her lip and said, “At least you won't slaughter the innocent. You're not the same as those mercenaries out there.”

As Eileen spoke, her eyes were firmly fixed on Donald.

She hoped her guess was correct, for only then would she have a glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, Donald did not disappoint her.

Donald's clear gaze confirmed to Eileen that her guess was indeed correct.

Eileen was about to say something, but Donald suddenly made a silencing gesture at her.

Just as Eileen was puzzled about what was happening, Donald walked to the entrance and directly pulled open the tent door.

As it turned out, Joachim was spotted, his ear tilted, ready to eavesdrop.