The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 269

The camera of the drone became a bit blurry.

“Donald hasn't eaten for a day. Will he be okay?” Reina asked in concern.

The few women gathered, frowning, as they could not come out with a good solution.

Jennifer saw Donald too. As she watched him drenched in the rain, tears welled up in her eyes.

She had never known that Donald had so many responsibilities on his back.

At exactly nine o'clock, Donald opened his eyes abruptly and looked forward.

A group of people had showed up.

Wynter and others squinted, staring at the monitor.

There were about ten people in black night suits. Each of them held an ancient machete that reflected a cold gleam.

They had considered using guns, but Golden Lord was well known to have never been afraid of guns.

He was so agile that he could even dodge a sniper rifle.

Therefore, close combat was the best option.

“Are they from Yartran?” Donald muttered indifferently.

The leader, who only revealed his eyes, said nonchalantly, “Golden Lord, there are too many people here tonight. You can't withstand all of them, so you should let us pass. Besides, I've wanted to fight you for a long time. I wonder if the legendary Golden Lord is truly invincible!”

With that, three swords appeared in his hand, aiming at Donald.

“Thiago Todd, the founder of the Three Swords Style?” Donald sneered.

Thiago was more powerful than Octavio. He was known to rank third among the fighters of Yartran.

Thiago did not say a word but waved his big hand. Ten of his subordinates immediately turned into smoke and disappeared in the rain. When they reappeared, they had surrounded Donald, and their bodies flitted around like ghosts.

Jennifer's heart pounded.

Just then, Donald took action.

His body emitted a golden ray in the darkness. He flicked his golden cloak that seemed to be sharper than a knife, sliding across the void in an instant.

Nevertheless, his reaction was extremely fast. He disappeared into the darkness again, and even the drones could not locate him.

In a house from the distance, Tyrone and Xylus were wearing evaluation glasses and watching the scene with binoculars.

The evaluation glasses detected that Thiago's combat value was one hundred and eighty thousand, which was comparable to Kingsley’s. Moreover, it was still increasing frantically.

As for Donald, it was even more terrifying. His combat value exceeded five hundred and forty thousand.

“Golden Lord’s power level doesn't seem to have an upper limit.” Xylus was astonished.

Tyrone let out a cough and said, “It would be great if such a person could become my subordinate.”

Xylus trembled.

“Is that Hidden Arts? Even the camera can't spot where he's gone,” said Lana.

Donald took a step forward, stepping on the rainwater with his feet, causing large waves to splash around. He spread his arms like a big roc spreading its wings and soaring up to the sky. Then, he thrust forward to a point and landed with one foot on the

ground.