The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 687

Had the crowd not witnessed the scene earlier, they would never have believed Donald made that hole in Marco's forehead using his hand.

Can a person dodge a bullet from such a close distance and shove a bullet into another person's forehead using only his hand?

If someone had asked Chester that question in the past, he would have thought that person was crazy.

However, Donald did all that in front of Chester.

When Marco collapsed, the surrounding subordinates wanted to rush forward to avenge the former.

Yet, as soon as they saw the hole in Marco's forehead, they instantly realized Donald was not someone they could trifle with.

Noting Donald's gaze was on him, Chester gulped and stammered, “M-Mr. Campbell, I never knew you were so skilled.”

Donald flashed Chester a half-smile. “I am skilled. Did you just know about it today? Who else do you know? What other tricks do you have? Bring it on. Don't say I never gave you a chance. I'll wait here for you to gather your men.”

Chester twitched his lips in frustration.

Mr. Black was the most powerful backer I had. Who else can I look for when you've eliminated him with your bare hands?

“It's all my fault, Mr. Campbell. I deserve to die. Please have mercy and forgive me again. Or maybe you could break my legs this time?”

It was at that moment Chester realized a ruthless person like Donald, who could catch bullets with his bare hands, was not someone he could afford to mess with.

Hence, Chester had to come up with a way to protect himself.

My limbs are nothing compared to my life.

Shaking his head, Donald said, “I've already given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it.”

Chester sensed something was amiss with Donald's words. Just as he was about to run away, the latter threw a fist.

It landed on Chester's back and crushed his chest.

“Help me! I don't want to die!”

“I was wrong! Please forgive me!”

The hooligans who often bullied ordinary folk were currently crying and pleading with Donald for mercy.

At that moment, Donald seemed like a devil. The moment he made a move, a life would surely be taken.

Alas, Donald turned a deaf ear to their pleas.

After all, they never begged for mercy when they forced a girl from a good family like Amelia to become a prostitute.

Moreover, justice and fairness never crossed their minds immediately when confronting someone like Donald, who had done nothing wrong to them.

They had committed too many crimes and taken too many lives. And now, Donald was representing justice and passing judgment on them for all the crimes they had committed.