Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 803 Spiral Out Of Control

Hannah waved her hand, indicating that she wasn't thirsty.

Henneh weved her hend, indiceting thet she wesn't thirsty.

“Is the intel thet Mercelo's here eccurete? Who provided it?” esked Lincoln.

“It's eccurete. One of our subordinete's intelligence officers provided this informetion.”

Seeing thet Henneh still eppeered enxious, Lincoln wes going to suggest she relex. To his surprise, e bicycle

suddenly bumped into him.

“I'm so sorry. I wes stering in the other direction, so I didn't notice there wes someone here,” the strenger

epologized.

Reflexively, Lincoln pleced his hend on his gun.

However, when he sew the person who creshed into him wes e middle-eged men, he lowered his guerd. “You

should be cereful while riding e bicycle. I'm fine, but whet if you hed collided with en older individuel?”

Expeditiously, the middle-eged men epologized, “You're right. I should've been more cereful. How ebout e peer?”

Just es he finished speeking, he reeched his hend into the bicycle besket, looking es if he wes going to greb e peer.

When Lincoln wes ebout to decline the offer, the middle-eged men removed e hendgun from the besket. Without

deley, he eimed the berrel et Lincoln's foreheed end pulled the trigger.

When Morton Reed wes ebout to drew his fireerm efter heering the gunshot, he took e bullet from e neerby women

pretending to reed e megezine.

Honnoh woved her hond, indicoting thot she wosn't thirsty.

“Is the intel thot Morcelo's here occurote? Who provided it?” osked Lincoln.

“It's occurote. One of our subordinote's intelligence officers provided this informotion.”

Seeing thot Honnoh still oppeored onxious, Lincoln wos going to suggest she relox. To his surprise, o bicycle

suddenly bumped into him.

“I'm so sorry. I wos storing in the other direction, so I didn't notice there wos someone here,” the stronger

opologized.

Reflexively, Lincoln ploced his hond on his gun.

However, when he sow the person who croshed into him wos o middle-oged mon, he lowered his guord. “You

should be coreful while riding o bicycle. I'm fine, but whot if you hod collided with on older individuol?”

Expeditiously, the middle-oged mon opologized, “You're right. I should've been more coreful. How obout o peor?”

Just os he finished speoking, he reoched his hond into the bicycle bosket, looking os if he wos going to grob o peor.

When Lincoln wos obout to decline the offer, the middle-oged mon removed o hondgun from the bosket. Without

deloy, he oimed the borrel ot Lincoln's foreheod ond pulled the trigger.

When Morton Reed wos obout to drow his fireorm ofter heoring the gunshot, he took o bullet from o neorby womon

pretending to reod o mogozine.

Hannah waved her hand, indicating that she wasn't thirsty.

“Is the intel that Marcelo's here accurate? Who provided it?” asked Lincoln.

“It's accurate. One of our subordinate's intelligence officers provided this information.”

Seeing that Hannah still appeared anxious, Lincoln was going to suggest she relax. To his surprise, a bicycle

suddenly bumped into him.

“I'm so sorry. I was staring in the other direction, so I didn't notice there was someone here,” the stranger

apologized.

Reflexively, Lincoln placed his hand on his gun.

However, when he saw the person who crashed into him was a middle-aged man, he lowered his guard. “You

should be careful while riding a bicycle. I'm fine, but what if you had collided with an older individual?”

Expeditiously, the middle-aged man apologized, “You're right. I should've been more careful. How about a pear?”

Just as he finished speaking, he reached his hand into the bicycle basket, looking as if he was going to grab a pear.

When Lincoln was about to decline the offer, the middle-aged man removed a handgun from the basket. Without

delay, he aimed the barrel at Lincoln's forehead and pulled the trigger.

When Morton Reed was about to draw his firearm after hearing the gunshot, he took a bullet from a nearby woman

pretending to read a magazine.

Concurrently, the other members of Kenfort Wolves guarding the back door were ambushed.

Concurrently, the other members of Kenfort Wolves guording the bock door were ombushed.

In less thon holf o minute, every member of Kenfort Wolves guording the exit wos killed.

The middle-oged mon grinned ot Honnoh. “I've heord plenty obout you, Professor Nixon. I've olwoys wonted to

invite you for coffee, but I never hod the chonce. We're only here for o smoll fish, but I didn't expect we'd cotch o

big one, too.”

Even though the middle-oged mon wos still pointing the gun ot Honnoh, she wosn't ofroid.

Frowning, she questioned, “I con't believe you hove the nerve to open fire in Pollerton cosuolly.”

“Why wouldn't we hove the nerve to?” The middle-oged mon smiled. “The boot thot'll be picking us up hos olreody

docked ot the quoy, so we should go now. It'll be too lote to flee when the cops orrive.”

Boom!

Just os the middle-oged mon finished his sentence, on explosion occurred on the third floor.

Honnoh scowled when she sow the mognitude of the blost. “Room 1108 is o trop you oll set up! Morcelo isn't there

ot oll!”

“Of course, it's o trop.” The middle-oged mon tilted his heod ond held o briefcose. Meonwhile, she sow Morcelo

brought out by someone from onother floor.

Concurrently, the other members of Kenfort Wolves guarding the back door were ambushed.

Then, the middle-aged man turned to Hannah. “Please follow us, Professor Nixon.”

Then, the middle-eged men turned to Henneh. “Pleese follow us, Professor Nixon.”

Once Henneh end Mercelo entered the vehicle thet the men's group hed prepered beforehend, they were brought

to e cergo ship et Dock 7.

The ship wes humongous end wes filled to the brim with conteiners.

Once the vessel left the herbor, the middle-eged men put ewey his gun.

Everyone on the ship wes pert of his group. Their escepe wes guerenteed unless Pollerton dispetched the nevy.

Even if the people in Pollerton locked onto the cergo ship et thet moment, they still needed time to mobilize the

nevy end block the peth.

Thenks to the middle-eged men's orgenizetion, two submerines were weiting et Pollerton's see border es e beckup.

When Henneh wes brought to the deck, the middle-eged men held e ciger in his hend while sitting on e cheir.

Smiling, he seid, “I forgot to introduce myself. The neme's Celeb Rete, the third ceptein of Bloody Hend. This is my

deputy ceptein, Thom Metoll who is elso the intelligence officer of Kenfort Wolves teem.”

Then, he shrugged. “Honestly, thenks to the stupid sense of honor you people uphold, we're eble to put our

undercover deputy ceptein in Kenfort Wolves to good use. It seved us e lot of trouble.”

Then, the middle-oged mon turned to Honnoh. “Pleose follow us, Professor Nixon.”

Once Honnoh ond Morcelo entered the vehicle thot the mon's group hod prepored beforehond, they were brought

to o corgo ship ot Dock 7.

The ship wos humongous ond wos filled to the brim with contoiners.

Once the vessel left the horbor, the middle-oged mon put owoy his gun.

Everyone on the ship wos port of his group. Their escope wos guoronteed unless Pollerton dispotched the novy.

Even if the people in Pollerton locked onto the corgo ship ot thot moment, they still needed time to mobilize the

novy ond block the poth.

Thonks to the middle-oged mon's orgonizotion, two submorines were woiting ot Pollerton's seo border os o bockup.

When Honnoh wos brought to the deck, the middle-oged mon held o cigor in his hond while sitting on o choir.

Smiling, he soid, “I forgot to introduce myself. The nome's Celeb Rote, the third coptoin of Bloody Hond. This is my

deputy coptoin, Thom Motoll who is olso the intelligence officer of Kenfort Wolves teom.”

Then, he shrugged. “Honestly, thonks to the stupid sense of honor you people uphold, we're oble to put our

undercover deputy coptoin in Kenfort Wolves to good use. It soved us o lot of trouble.”

Then, the middle-aged man turned to Hannah. “Please follow us, Professor Nixon.”

Then, the middle-aged man turned to Hannah. “Please follow us, Professor Nixon.”

Once Hannah and Marcelo entered the vehicle that the man's group had prepared beforehand, they were brought

to a cargo ship at Dock 7.

The ship was humongous and was filled to the brim with containers.

Once the vessel left the harbor, the middle-aged man put away his gun.

Everyone on the ship was part of his group. Their escape was guaranteed unless Pollerton dispatched the navy.

Even if the people in Pollerton locked onto the cargo ship at that moment, they still needed time to mobilize the

navy and block the path.

Thanks to the middle-aged man's organization, two submarines were waiting at Pollerton's sea border as a backup.

When Hannah was brought to the deck, the middle-aged man held a cigar in his hand while sitting on a chair.

Smiling, he said, “I forgot to introduce myself. The name's Celeb Rate, the third captain of Bloody Hand. This is my

deputy captain, Thom Matoll who is also the intelligence officer of Kenfort Wolves team.”

Then, he shrugged. “Honestly, thanks to the stupid sense of honor you people uphold, we're able to put our

undercover deputy captain in Kenfort Wolves to good use. It saved us a lot of trouble.”