The Vengeful Son-in-law

After walking for more than ten minutes, he arrived at a dark basement. Malcolm looked at a square-shaped object, which was forged from steel and was as big as a house!

Malcolm widened his eyes and said to Elliot, "Is Mr. Howard inside?"

Elliot nodded and said, "Yes, he has been in it for eleven days."

Malcolm asked. "You mean, there's no food, no water, no gaps for air. In a completely enclosed space, Mr. Howard stayed for eleven days?"

Elliot nodded awkwardly. He now felt the seriousness of the matter. When Tom told him about it that day, Tom looked relaxed, as if he was doing an easy thing. Since Elliot had a near-blind trust in Tom, he didn't think too much and did as Tom said.

However, after being reminded by Malcolm, he realized how wrong he was! No matter how powerful Tom was, he was still a human. As long as Tom was a human, he had to eat, drink, and poop. Most importantly, anyone had to breathe oxygen at all times. In this closed space, the oxygen was limited and could not support Tom's breathing for eleven days!

Malcolm scolded, "Old Wang! You did something wrong! No matter how powerful Mr. Howard is, he's still human. How can he survive for eleven days without eating, drinking, or breathing? You really think of him as a god!"

Elliot scolded. He said bitterly and flusteredly, "It's none of my business. It was Mr. Howard who asked me to do so..."

Suddenly, Malcolm thought of something. He opened his eyes wide and said, "Don't be afraid! Mr. Howard's martial arts are superb. Even a room made of steel can't shut him down. Maybe Mr. Howard has come out now."

Elliot said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid not. The room was designed and built by Mr. Howard himself. It's more than a meter thick. Even if the machine gun can't be shot through. No matter how powerful Mr. Howard is, he can't come out of it."

After hearing that, the corner of Malcolm's mouth twitched violently. He glared at Elliot fiercely and scolded, "Old Wang, I really want to slap you twice. Why didn't you tell me such a big issue? Have you ever thought about what would happen to us if something really happened to Mr. Howard?"

Thinking of that scene, Elliot's face turned paler and his body began to tremble.

unpleasant. He said in a low voice, "Let's stop talking nonsense. Open the door quickly. Maybe Mr. Howard

pessimistic about

door was very heavy, it could not be opened with Elliot and Malcolm's strength. They had to make use of the machine next to him to open

"The door opened..."

and swallowed

nodded. Then they looked inside. It was very dark, and they vaguely saw a figure sitting cross-legged

sniffed but he didn't smell anything. He breathed a sigh of relief. If Tom died inside, then the body must have started to

rush in immediately, but asked softly,

There was no reply.

Howard, you have been inside

still

each other,

happened to Mr.

Tom, their heads were

"Eleven days. How fast..."

seemed that he had gone through

hearts. It seemed that it was not Tom who was inside. Because that voice just now was too vicissitudes. To them, it sounded like an

great aura, but he had never given them this feeling, as if they were facing not their superiors, but

"Well..."

and saw the

With his toes working hard, he stood up and walked towards Elliot and Malcolm. And every step he took, he made a cracking sound, like fried beans. It seemed that