The Vengeful Son-in-law novel Chapter 198

Wes's worries were not unreasonable. Ever since Tom was expelled from the Howards, Owen was the best child of the Howards and became the key man. Although the current head of the family was Samuel, Owen was treated as his successor, and he was fonder of Owen than Michael, his own son. If nothing unexpected happened, the next head of the Howards was Owen.

Tom walked out of the room and looked into the distance. His eyes became dark and deep. He did not answer Wes directly. Instead, he said, "There are some gaps that can not be bridged by external factors."

For some reason, when Wes saw Tom's indifference, he suddenly had full confidence in Tom.

Perhaps the Second Young Master really had a way to defeat the Eldest Young Master?

...

After Zion came out of the Wind Pavilion, he let out a roar, "Fuck!"

His roar startled the passers-by, and they all looked at him unhappily. Two young people who seemed to be rich grumble a few words and were immediately caught and slapped in the face by Tang's bodyguards. Knowing that they had provoked the wrong people, they ran away dejectedly.

Zion gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His face turned red, and his eyes were filled with anger. He looked especially ferocious and frightening.

He turned around and said to these people fiercely, "If you spill out what happened just now, you know what will happen."

Everyone shuddered and shook their heads, indicating that they would never say anything about it.

Only then did Zion's face look better. He got into the car, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented coldness and anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Tom, you deserve to die! Just wait. I will crush you!"

Zion had never been humiliated like this before. At the thought of what happened just now, Zion felt extremely painful and his chest was about to explode.

He swore in his heart that he would take revenge and return the humiliation he suffered ten times or even a hundred times to Tom!

However, thinking of the pressure that Tom had given him just now, he couldn't help but shiver. He was still afraid. The seed of fear was planted in his heart. After thinking for a while, he decided to tell Owen what happened and let Owen take action to avenge him.

Whoosh!

An arrow shot out of the bow at a very fast speed. Almost in an instant, it hit the wild boar, who was running rapidly dozens of meters away. It hit a wild boar's neck and then it fell to the ground.

"Eldest Young Master, you are amazing!"

"Awesome!"

"Excellent!"

"Whoosh..."

With a burst of applause, Owen put down his bow and arrow, smiling with satisfaction. He was in a good mood today and came to Phoenix to hunt.

Owen was a man with violent blood flowing through his body. He especially enjoyed the feeling that his prey fell to the ground, and he would have a strong sense of pride!

Just as he rode over and was about to pick up his prey, a jeep drove over quickly and stopped beside him. Three people jumped out of the jeep. One of them was Zion, whose face was full of humiliation and resentment. When he got out of the car, his eyes turned red and he walked quickly to Owen. He said with the great grievance, "Cousin, I was beaten by Tom. You have to help me!"

"Tom?" When Owen heard this, he immediately frowned, put down his bow and arrow, and said in a deep voice, "What's the situation? Make it clear."

Then Zion poured out what happened in the Wind Pavilion and exaggerated the details. He emphasized how Tom despised Owen, not taking Owen seriously.

After Owen heard the whole story, a strong anger rose in his eyes, and his face turned cold instantly. He said, "Tom, you good!"

Seeing that Owen was angry, Zion's eyes flashed with cunning and surprise. He was especially happy and said with even more hatred and grievance on his face, "Cousin, that motherfucker Tom, it doesn't matter I was beaten up. The point is that he didn't respect you. I told him you are my cousin, and he slapped me a few more times. My face was swollen..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Owen kicked him in the stomach, which made Tang fall to the ground. Owen scold coldly, "You stupid son of bitch, you can't even deal with a weak Tom. You even got such a harsh beating. Shame on you."

Owen kicked him hard. Zion was so painful that he kept gasping for air. However, he did not dare to blame Owen at all. Instead, he was even more frightened. He quickly knelt down and slapped himself as he said in fear, "You are right, cousin. It's me being so weak. I embarrass you. I'm sorry. It's my fault..."

Zion slapped himself seven or eight times in a row, making his originally swollen face even worse. Tears flowed down his face, which made him look particularly miserable.

When Owen saw him like this, he felt sorry. He waved his hand and said, "It's fine. Stand up. You don't have to play dirty tricks anymore. I won't let Tom go easily."

When Zion heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He did not dare to stand up immediately, but continued to kneel.

In fact, Zion was not that afraid of Owen in the past, because there was Tom at that time, Owen looked much more ordinary, and he was not as arrogant and domineering as now. But ever since Tom was expelled from the Howards four years ago, Owen had been the only son in the family. He acted in a more and more arrogant and domineering manner. He was so cold like a poisonous snake. His cold eyes often made people tremble and fear to the extreme.

From then on, Zion became more and more afraid of Owen. He still remembered how cruel Owen was when punishing a man who did something wrong that day.

At this moment, a large wild boar, weighing at least a few hundred kilograms, rushed out of the woods from more than 50 meters away. Its nose was puffing and it stared at them. Then it rushed over angrily and fiercely.

It was so imposing that if anyone was hit, then he would be knocked into the air and a hole would appear in his stomach.

Everyone's nerves were on edge, and Zion's scalp was numb with fear, and his mind went blank.

Several people shot arrows in a panic, trying to shoot the wild boar down.

Unfortunately, none of them shot the boar. In a short time, the boar rushed to all of them. There was only about ten meters left. In less than a second, it would hit them.

For a moment, they were all frightened and began to run away.

But at this moment, a person suddenly moved. It was of course Owen. He stepped out with one foot, then clenched his fists, and punched the boar in front of him hard on the head.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang!

With a shrill scream, this wild boar lost its strength and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Owen, on the other hand, was also hit by the strong impact, which made him retreat several meters, and two lines of fierce print were clear on the ground.

The wild boar was actually killed by Owen's punch!

When everyone saw this, they were all dumbfounded and looked at Owen as if he was a ghost.