The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 968

Donald had always believed that encountering highway robbers in vast plains, where the land stretched far and people were few, was an unlikely scenario.

However, the reality proved him wrong.

The current location of their car was perfectly nestled between two valleys.

Ahead and behind, there lay an unobstructed path, flanked by steep cliffs on either side. There existed no feasible option for a detour.

That was probably why the robbers chose this place to stage the ambush.

Seated in the car, Weston released a sigh and commented, “This isn't an auspicious beginning. I hadn't anticipated us encountering a situation like this even before reaching our destination.”

As Weston spoke, he simultaneously began to take out all the valuable items he had on him, especially things like ID cards.

ID cards could come in handy during the shoot. If the documents were to be lost due to a robbery, it might even delay the shooting schedule.

“What are you up to?” Observing Weston conceal something beneath the seat, Adler asked him with keen curiosity.

As he searched for a suitable location to stash the cards, Weston answered, “I don't have an issue losing a bit of money if it helps avert a larger catastrophe, but we absolutely need to secure certain valuable items. Did you carry any heirlooms with you? It's best to hide them swiftly as they'll be approaching our vehicle soon.”

Weston's gaze shifted to the window, where four figures mounted on chestnut horses encircled the car, each holding a shotgun. Their animated chatter suggested they had just secured some remarkable loot, akin to victorious warriors.

“These people are originally hunters on the plains. It's just that life there became too tough, so they resorted to this kind of highway robbery,” Adler sneered. “They can mess with the out-of-towners all they want, but the moment they cross me, their luck is bound to take a turn for the worse.”

After Adler finished speaking, he took out his hunting rifle and fired a shot outside.

The person riding the horse was completely unprepared and was directly knocked off his horse by Adler's shot.

The other three were also taken aback to find out that someone fired a gunshot from the car. They quickly ducked down on the horse, trying to figure out where that shot had come from.

The exchange of fire lasted less than a minute, and Adler single-handedly took down all four robbers.

Adler emerged from the car, gripping a shotgun with a confident demeanor. Prior to exiting, he warned the driver. “Give me two minutes. If you ever think about driving away without me, I won't hesitate to pull the trigger.”

Observing Adler's resolute handling of the firearm moments ago, the driver comprehended that Adler was not someone to be trifled with.

He shivered as he nodded, assuring that he would absolutely not drive away.

Adler walked up to the four individuals, only to find that the first three had already bled to death. Only the last one was barely clinging to life.

He pressed the shotgun's barrel against the man's forehead and inquired, “Chad Sommer's regulations explicitly forbid any acts of robbery on this route. To which gang do you belong? How is it possible that you're unaware of this rule?”

Aware that time was slipping away, the man clenched his teeth and addressed Adler, “Those who stand against us, the Ghost Flag, will meet their doom!”