The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 1009 Weak

The bullet forced Donald to retreat once again.

Just then, Cillian pressed a red button on his laptop.

Once the red button was pressed, the laptop screen was immediately replaced by an email in the process of being sent.

Seeing that scene, Cillian finally felt at ease.

Having accomplished the mission, he didn't mind dying.

“If you want to send an email, just tell me directly. There's no need to make it so complicated.” When Donald finished speaking, “Send Failed” appeared in large letters on the laptop screen.

When Cillian saw those words, the smile on his face froze. Why did the sending fail? Our computers are connected to a dedicated satellite network for the base. In theory, it should never fail!

Seeing Cillian's terrified expression, Donald said nonchalantly, “You seem to underestimate Pollerton Army. Did you think our equipment wouldn't detect any unusual network access? However, don't worry. If you have something to report, I'll personally speak to the people at your headquarters about it.”

After finishing his words, Donald threw a punch directly at Cillian.

Cillian wanted to raise his gun and fire, but it was already too late.

If he kept a bit of distance, then he could've opened fire quickly.

However, at such a close range, Cillian didn't even have time to pull the trigger. At that point, Donald's fist had already landed heavily on Cillian's chest as though smashing an eggshell.

The spark in Cillian's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Donald pulled back his fist, turning his gaze towards Henley.

At that point, Henley had already recovered from his severe pain.

With a roar of fury, he was instantly engulfed in roaring flames.

In the midst of the flames, Henley spoke to Donald with a tone full of resentment. “You actually dared to tear off one of my arms. I will annihilate you!”

The flames on Henley were not ordinary fire.

Under such high temperatures, even if Donald were to approach carelessly, he could potentially be severely burned. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

However, just as Henley was about to pounce on Donald, the latter directly picked up a pen from the table.

With a flick of Donald's wrist, he shot the pen toward Henley.

Henley didn't even have a chance to react before the pen pierced through his skull, killing him instantly.

The flames gradually faded from the lifeless body of Henley.

Yet, the intense heat of the flames still managed to melt a large hole in the floor beneath him.

It was as though Henly was lying on butter, falling straight down from that hole to the floor below.

Just as Donald had dealt with Henley, Billy walked in with his people from outside. “Lord Campbell, are you all right?”

Donald dusted himself off and said, “I just dealt with two minor thugs. No big deal. Didn't you say four people entered Pollerton? Where are the other two now?”

Hearing Donald's question, Billy quickly replied, “We lost track of two of them after they entered Pollerton. Thus, we currently can't determine their location.”

Donald glanced at Billy and said, “Billy, this doesn't seem like your usual standard. Pollerton is our base camp. How could we lose track of our target here? Also, I thought these two individuals were so formidable that I needed to intervene personally. In reality, they were chumps.”

Upon hearing Donald's words, Billy quickly lowered his head. “Previously, it was because our people hadn't arrived from Quadfield to Pollerton. After today, Quadfield will send people to assist. In the future, such minor matters will no longer require your personal intervention.”

“Who will be coming?”

“The Ninth Voidbreaker Legion.”

Upon hearing Billy's words, Donald nodded. “It's the Ninth Voidbreaker Legion brought by the Barlow brothers, right? All right, I got it. You guys should keep in touch more in the future.”