Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 745

Francisco didn't expect Donald's arm to be so durable. He raised his foot and was about to kick Donald's abdomen, but Donald gently slapped Francisco's leg with his left hand without warning.

Crack!

Francisco's leg, which was as muscular and thick as a reinforcing bar, was dislocated.

Diego and his subordinates were flabbergasted. What's going on?

Usually, Francisco could boot a hole in the wall with a kick, yet his leg was dislocated after being lightly tapped by Donald.

Francisco backed up a few steps while holding his leg. Then, using both hands, he twisted and relocated his dislocated leg.

However, this time, Francisco no longer dared to underestimate Donald. Is he also a martial artist?

“Brat, who exactly are you?”

After exchanging blows earlier, Francisco realized he wasn't Donald's match in close combat.

Although he had underestimated his opponent's capabilities earlier, he hadn't held back at all.

Yet, not only did Donald effortlessly halt his attack but also nearly broke one of his legs.

“My identity is unimportant. What matters is that you've messed with the wrong person.” Donald turned

to Diego. “I suppose Pietro is also one of your men, right? Minnie invited us here to enjoy the hot springs because of your instigation, too, isn't it?”

“So what if I orchestrated the whole thing?” Diego took out twenty thousand in cash from his bag and placed the money on the table. Gritting his teeth, he said to Francisco, “Francisco, as long as you can eliminate this brat, you can take this twenty thousand right away.”

Twenty thousand for killing one man? Even Donald felt pity for Francisco, as a Penta Stella Warrior like the latter had stooped to that level.

With the incentive of money, Francisco crackled his knuckles again and unleashed his Stella Warrior force field.

The muscles on his body bulged, and his blood vessels writhed like living worms beneath his skin.

He roared like a beast and charged at Donald again.

Bang!

Francisco swung his fist at Donald. The latter stepped aside to dodge the attack, causing Francisco to punch and shatter the marble dining table into small pieces.

Donald slightly narrowed his eyes. Francisco's punch is packed with destructive power far exceeding my expectations.

Donald didn't face several consecutive punches head-on. To outsiders like Diego and his subordinates, it seemed Donald was losing after Francisco activated his Stella Warrior force field.

Taking in the sight of Donald getting chased around by Francisco, Diego flashed a smug smile. Weren't you behaving arrogantly earlier, brat? Why don't you keep up your haughty demeanor now?

Diego took out a cigar from his pocket and placed it in his mouth.

Just as he was about to light the cigar, Donald, who had been dodging, suddenly stood still.

Francisco threw a punch at Donald's face. If that punch hit its target, there was no way Donald could remain standing.

However, to everyone's surprise, Donald also swung his fist at Francisco's. A head-on collision? Is this brat tired of living?

Donald had merely used a third of his strength when throwing that punch, but when their fists collided, Francisco's expression changed drastically. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Donald's punch struck with an unstoppable force like a meteorite, crushing Francisco's right arm and crippling him in the blink of an eye.

Everyone heard Francisco let out an agonized scream. Immediately afterward, his right arm became dislocated and mangled, causing the bones in his arm to fly out.

Francisco had been chasing Donald around the room moments ago, but now, Donald had defeated him with just a single move.

Francisco clutched his arm and knelt on the floor, colors draining from his countenance. “W-Why is this happening?”