The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 984

Seeing Donald immediately wanting a woman upon arrival, Joachim felt happy inside.

This indicated that Donald was still the same as them fundamentally.

As long as he was similar to them, as long as they had weaknesses, people like Donald would always be able to exploit them.

“What do you want? Let her go. If you have a problem, come at me!”

Seeing that the people around were trying to take Eileen away, Flynn used his head to hit those people, wanting to protect Eileen.

From a certain perspective, this Flynn could be considered a good man.

At the very least, he was willing to risk his life for Eileen.

It was a pity that his resistance was just too weak. After observing this, Joachim pointed directly at Flynn and said, “You like playing the hero, saving the damsel in distress, don't you? Fine. Today I'll let you fully experience what it feels like to be a hero. Drag him out for me!”

People around had long been displeased with Flynn. Now, hearing Joachim say he wanted to drag Flynn out, two people immediately stepped forward. They pulled Flynn out as if they were dragging a dead dog.

Under Joachim's guidance, Eileen was led into an empty tent.

And Flynn was tightly bound to a wooden stake.

It was clear that these mercenaries had done this kind of thing quite many times before.

They tied Flynn in a spot that was just the right distance from the bonfire.

The sensation of the bonfire's blaze wouldn't inflict any fatal harm on Flynn's skin, yet it would let him experience the feeling of being roasted over a fire.

In no time at all, Flynn was already drenched in sweat.

“Mr. Campbell, I have relayed your request to my superiors. Our team leader has assured that your request can be fully accommodated, as long as you cooperate with our actions.”

Joachim believed that he had already spoken quite politely.

“It seems my luck isn't great, I've actually run into Wilhelm's subordinates. Given that your Captain Wilhelm's reputation isn't exactly stellar internationally, I think if we are to truly collaborate, you could start by transferring thirty million into my account. How does that sound?”

Upon hearing Donald's words, a twitch appeared at the corner of Joachim's mouth. He wished he could just shoot Donald on the spot.

This kid is really quite cunning.

He even asked me to transfer the money first.

Joachim was about to make an excuse to buy some time, but unexpectedly, Donald pulled out his phone and set a five-minute countdown.

“If there isn't thirty million in my account in five minutes, you all better brace yourselves for deportation.”

Upon hearing Donald's words, Joachim didn't dare to delay any further. He immediately instructed his subordinates to handle the transfer of funds.

And then, he made another call to report back to Wilhelm.