Son In Law Madness

Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Defeating Yusof

Yusof made his move. His muscular body resembled a tank as he bulldozed toward Donald while aiming his elbow at Donald’s temples.

However, Donald did not move, and when Yusof’s elbow smashed against his temples, a loud clang was heard, followed by the sounds of bones shattering.

Immediately after, a cry of pain resonated in the air.

Donald did not move an inch, but Yusof’s elbow had shattered, so his arm currently hung limply.

Dumbfounded, Yusof could only stare at Donald fearfully. My blow can shatter a thirty-centimeter-thick piece of marble, but it didn’t harm Donald at all!

“Your strength is still lacking. Besides, this is not how you do Jeradus Karate. I’ve seen the king of Jeradus before, so I know what real Jeradus Karate looks like. Nonetheless, karate can’t compare with martial arts,” commented Donald.

Before Yusof could even react, Donald suddenly reappeared before Yusof as if he was a phantom.

He stretched out two fingers and tapped Yusof’s shoulder.

Bang! Yusof’s shoulder blade instantly exploded, revealing a gaping hole, and blood started gushing out.

“This is One-Inch Punch,” Donald announced.

Yusof let out a blood-curdling scream as his right shoulder blade shattered. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Donald showed no signs of mercy, and this time, he gently patted Yusof’s left shoulder.

Yusof was startled for a while, as he did not feel any pain, but soon, he cried out in agony.

He felt as if he was exploding from the inside out. Seven explosions were heard before his ribs, shoulder blades, and sternum cracked simultaneously.

“This is Fist of Seven Damages,” Donald remarked nonchalantly.

Jasper gasped and took a step back. “Monster! You’re a monster!”

Zayne, Tyson, and Lucas were also dumbstruck.

Just how powerful is Donald? All three of us had fought with Yusof previously, and we knew that he wasn’t an ordinary fighter in Jeradus. However, he is as weak as a newborn when fighting against Donald.

By now, Yusof was gravely injured. Kneeling on the ground, he choked out mouthfuls of blood. “Who are you? You don’t belong here! You’re definitely not a nameless nobody!” he uttered, staring at Donald with fear.

Donald took a few steps back and dug out a handkerchief from his suit pocket to wipe his hands. Ignoring Yusof, he instead said to Titus, “Give me one billion, and I’ll immediately leave.”

Before Titus could reply, Charlotte had already shouted, “This is blackmail! You’re finished!”

Donald stared at her as if she was an idiot.

His face pale, Titus sighed. “Young man, you are indeed a skilled fighter, but have you thought about the consequences? Octagon Sect is not only a combat arts clan but is also a listed company. We own nineteen enterprises. Do you know how much tax revenue we generate for Pollerton every year? An individual’s might isn’t true might. You’re still young, so you don’t understand. If you leave now, I will let you off.”

“An individual’s might isn’t true might?” repeated Donald, confused.

Titus has a way with words. I actually believed him for a second there.

Unfortunately, Titus’ opponent was Donald, and he did not know Donald’s capability.

Nodding, Donald declared, “Fine. I’ll show you whether an individual’s might can be counted as true might.”

Titus had no idea what Donald was talking about. He staggered up from the ground before using his clothes to wrap his wound carelessly.

“You’ll regret this! I’ll make sure you regret this! Jasper, call your uncle now! I will report this to the Nations’ Union and punish you!” Charlotte shrieked.