The Useless Son In Law

CHAPTER 63: BloodShed

A clanging sound was heard.

The signboard of the century-old family of antique valuators fell to the ground in an instant and shattered all over the place.

"Who... Who are you, people?" Fred who was still unclear about the situation pointed at James and the others and shouted, "How dare you break into the zinolesky house?"

James did not speak and sat on the couch. His hands were placed on his thighs and his face was expressionless.

"We know," Henry said arrogantly. "Isn't it just the family of antique valuators?"

As soon as Henry spoke, Daniel took a bag from his subordinates and threw it on the ground. "Are you talking about this?"

Plank!

The shattered pieces of the signboard fell to the ground.

Fred's voice fell flat. "You... You smashed our Zinolesky family's old signboard?"

"It's exactly your precious signboard that we just smashed." James suddenly broke his silence. "Where's your son?"

"Who do you think you are?" Fred pointed with his trembling fingers and shouted, "The zinolesky