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

Chapter 962 The Unique Ring

A crisp sound rang out.

The scene where Roddy was imagined to be stabbed in the back of the head with a ballpoint pen did not occur.

The moment the ballpoint pen launched its attack, a golden light shield appeared over Roddy.

The light shield protected Roddy completely, causing the ballpoint pen to bounce off when it struck the shield.

“That's kind of interesting.”

Sitting on a tree branch, Donald watched this scene unfold, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Strangely, Donald had not realized that Roddy was also a warrior while they were on the plane.

That implied that the young man was quite skilled at concealing his true abilities.

With a lift of Donald's right hand, the shattered stones on the ground began to levitate, encircling both Roddy and Kayvon.

Unaware of the stones' power, Kayvon attempted to step forward.

No sooner had he taken a single step, than the stones suspended in the air launched a unified attack toward Kayvon.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The shards of stones were like bullets, piercing many bloody holes through Kayvon's thighs.

With a horrific scream, Kayvon raised his pistol and wildly fired at Donald before collapsing to the ground.

Alas, the bullets fired from the pistol reduced to dust as soon as they touched Donald's body, causing him no harm at all.

“A devil! You are nothing but a devil!”

Kayvon lost it.

The pressure Donald gave him was simply too overwhelming. And now he finally understood why Roddy had previously warned him not to confront Donald directly.

They truly did not stand a chance.

“Weren't you two enjoying yourself when you were killing people on the plane? Well, here I am now. You can try to kill me.”

D*mn it. You're a high-level Stella Warrior. We'd be dead even if you just lift a finger. Why are you still playing dumb with me?

“What exactly do you want? If it's money you're after, we can give you all the money we stole on the plane. All we ask is that you let us go.”

“Your Chinese is quite good. You even how to ask for your life to be spared. It's a pity, though. I'm not here for your money; I'm here for your lives.”

With a flick of his right index finger, Donald made about thirty small stones levitate in mid-air, all aimed at Kayvon in a menacing way.

Suddenly, Kayvon realized that his time had come.

A smile graced his face as he calmly accepted his demise.

This time, all the stones charged at Kayvon's head.

The once solid skull was now like pudding spilled on the ground, a mess of red and white matter scattered everywhere, making Roddy turn pale.

Everyone feared death, and Roddy is no exception.

If they were to die in a fight with the special forces, that would be somewhat better.

Roddy did not find anything particularly frightening about death.

However, for someone like Kayvon to fall into the hands of Donald and be tortured to death, it was simply too tragic.

Knowing he probably could not escape, Roddy gritted his teeth, glared at Donald, and unleashed his Stella Warrior force field.

Only after Roddy had unleashed the force field did Donald realize that the former was merely a Quattuor Stella Warrior.

What puzzled Donald was that all of Roddy's Stella Warrior energy was not within him, but rather, it resided in a ring he wore on his hand. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The ring appeared to be shaped like a shield.

Before Roddy unleashed the force field, the ring was plain and unadorned, without any unique points.

Right after Roddy unleashed his force field, all the patterns on the shield of the ring began to glow like blood flowing through veins.

“Why bother resisting in vain?”

With a wave of his hand, Donald sent all the floating stones shooting toward Roddy.

A golden light emanated from the ring in his hand.

A semi-transparent protective shield appeared around Roddy.