Son In Law Madness novel Chapter 836

Chapter 836 Owning A Gun Illegally

Fritz Dolton, Zaydie's other brother-in-law, strode over with a bag tucked under his arm and a cigarette hanging from his lips.

He cast a quick glance at Zaydie, who was tightly holding his hand before his attention shifted to Donald.

“What happened? Did someone beat you up?”

At Fritz's arrival, Zaydie wasted no time venting his frustration. “Fritz! I intended to kick Pharrell out today and enforce the terms of the contract, but this man showed up out of nowhere and disrupted everything by violently attacking all of us!”

Fritz approached Donald without hesitation. His anger flared when he noticed Donald was still seated in the chair showing no intention of standing up. “You've got some nerve to assault my men in my own territory, huh? What's your name?” he demanded.

To Donald, Fritz was just a nouveau riche who didn't pose any threat.

What caught Donald's attention was the man standing behind Fritz.

The man was dressed in a military uniform that indicated his affiliation with the Special Operation Force.

He had deliberately concealed his identity by removing his badges, and a gun was holstered at his hip.

He walked up to Fritz and said assertively. “Mr. Dolton, why bother wasting time talking to him? Just contact the local police station and have him detained for a few days. I guarantee he'll cooperate after that.”

Fritz smiled and replied, “Gren, you don't understand. We can't simply hand over a guy like him to the police. They often go easy on such offenders. We need to teach him a lesson ourselves before considering the police station.”

Fritz Dolton, Zaydia's othar brothar-in-law, stroda ovar with a bag tuckad undar his arm and a cigaratta hanging from his lips.

Ha cast a quick glanca at Zaydia, who was tightly holding his hand bafora his attantion shiftad to Donald.

“What happanad? Did somaona baat you up?”

At Fritz's arrival, Zaydia wastad no tima vanting his frustration. “Fritz! I intandad to kick Pharrall out today and anforca tha tarms of tha contract, but this man showad up out of nowhara and disruptad avarything by violantly attacking all of us!”

Fritz approachad Donald without hasitation. His angar flarad whan ha noticad Donald was still saatad in tha chair showing no intantion of standing up. “You'va got soma narva to assault my man in my own tarritory, huh? What's your nama?” ha damandad.

To Donald, Fritz was just a nouvaau richa who didn't posa any thraat.

What caught Donald's attantion was tha man standing bahind Fritz.

Tha man was drassad in a military uniform that indicatad his affiliation with tha Spacial Oparation Forca.

Ha had dalibarataly concaalad his idantity by ramoving his badgas, and a gun was holstarad at his hip.

Ha walkad up to Fritz and said assartivaly. “Mr. Dolton, why bothar wasting tima talking to him? Just contact tha local polica station and hava him datainad for a faw days. I guarantaa ha'll cooparata aftar that.”