THE USELESS SON-IN-LAW REBIRTH

CHAPTER 7: HER TEARS, HIS RAGE

"What? Kidnapped by Draco?"

"Where did they take her?"

"What's going on?"

Amelia quickly took her hand out of Thomas's pocket and asked anxiously, not caring about the money anymore. Thomas was also shocked, and then a wave of anger surged up in his heart. Although he was not Emma's biological father, he could not let her suffer for what her father caused. Immediately he said angrily, "Draco is stubborn and must be given a profound lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, Amelia suddenly raised her hand and slapped Thomas in the face. He was caught off guard and didn't expect this to happen. He was stunned and left a bright red handprint on half of his face. Amelia said angrily, "Isn't all of this caused by you? If you didn’t gamble with Draco, would he be able to find our home and kidnap Emma? Do you think he's a trustworthy person? Look, that beast's goal is to get Rachael for himself. He won't give up until he gets her. It's all your fault." Thomas was speechless. This slap was taken for Peter. Rachael's tears flowed down, "Mom, it's the deed has been done, hitting him won't do any good!"

Thomas said, "Don't worry, I will rescue Emma. Where is Draco?"

Rachael said, "They came to our house with many people, and they had knives in their hands... They specifically asked for you to go over, otherwise... they will cut off Emma’s fingers."

"Damn it!"

Thomas' eyes shot out a murderous intent.

Then he immediately rushed out of the pharmacy. Rachael’s house was a two-story self-built house with a huge courtyard in front.

At this time, Draco and the men were sitting in the courtyard, and Emma was sitting on the floor in the courtyard, crying. One of Draco’s men was holding a sharp knife in his hand and slapped Emma’s face with it, fiercely saying, "Stop crying, you little bastard. If you cry again, I will cut off your tongue." Emma’s half face immediately swelled up. She trembled all over, wanting to cry, but was also afraid. She could only forcefully close her mouth, and tears flowed down like rain. Outside the courtyard, the neighbors looked at it from afar, feeling pity for the child. But no one dared to go in, and no one even dared to call the police, for fear of retaliation.

"Draco, do you think Peter, will dare to show up when he sees so many of us here?" One of his men said.

"Yeah, a daughter who is half-dead and half-alive may not be on his mind." Another person spoke up. Draco’s neck was attached to a large band-aid. When he heard Peter’s wife, Rachael, he immediately became furious in his heart: "If he dares not to come, I will take his wife along."

"Hehe, Draco, Rachael is so beautiful that she's stunning. After you finish tasting the cake, can you give us some to taste as well? She’s the most beautiful woman in this community?"

"Get lost!

Another one of his men laughed and said, "Hahaha, l've given up on Rachael, but Peter’s mother-in-law is also a beautiful and charming woman. You all better not compete with me."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted.

Meanwhile, Thomas rushed over with anger on his face. He had wanted to take advantage of the fact that Draco and his men weren't paying attention and to capture him first, but before he could even reach the door, an old lady shouted, "Hey, Peter, you finally came! Something big happened. Your daughter was captured by Draco and was severely beaten. It made my heart tremble!" Then, a group of people crowded around them, making a commotion. Thomas wanted to curse. How could he sneak in and rescue

Someone like this?

Sure enough, a few of Draco’s men walked out of the courtyard and saw him, immediately shouting, "Draco, the fool has arrived."

Thomas looked through the fence and saw Emma sitting on the floor with her hands tied behind her back. Suddenly, his anger rose like a raging wave, and his eyes became extremely cold. He stepped into the courtyard. When Emma saw him, she couldn't hold back anymore and cried out, "Daddy, Daddy, Emma is scared

Thomas' eyes turned red in an instant.

"Draco, do you remember what I did to you?

Draco met Thomas' gaze, suddenly feeling a chilling sensation. How could this But he quickly shook his head. He had his men around. What could a useless person like Thomas do? It must be the injury on his neck acting up. He spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth.

"Bah, you dog, you're still pretending in front of me at this point? You think injuring my neck is enough to settle things? Kneel and crawl over to me obediently, or else I'll cut off your daughter's fingers first." He placed the knife in his hand on Emma’s fingers.

"Ah, no!"

A woman's heart-wrenching voice rang out, and it was none other than Rachael who had arrived. Amelia's face turned pale with fear, and she hurriedly called out, "Draco, let go of my granddaughter. I'll do anything for you. I'll kneel and apologize on his behalf."

After she finished speaking, she knelt. Draco pointed at Thomas. "I want him to kneel." Thomas was looking for an opportunity to call for help. He wasn't afraid of the thugs. The previous Thomas had been kidnapped after achieving success in his career, and he had even specifically studied and practiced the "Karate". This martial art

was fast, accurate, and ruthless, with extremely strong offensive capabilities. If it were the previous Thomas, he would have had the confidence to save Emma, but now with Peter’s body... Especially after lying in the coffin for days and waking up to only eat a bowl of noodles, he was worried that his strength and speed couldn't keep up. Thomas said, "Draco, are you going to persist in your way? Article 230 of our country's criminal law stipulates that kidnapping minors is punishable by imprisonment for more than 8 years or life imprisonment. Have you prepared to spend your whole life in prison? If you leave now, I will pretend that nothing has happened." As soon as he spoke, Draco’s men looked surprised.

"Get out of here, who are you trying to scare? Article 230 of the criminal law? What do you, a gambling addict, know about the law? Kneel, or I'll chop off her fingers."

Thomas clenched his fists. In the next moment, "smack," a slap landed on his face. It was Rachael who hit him. Her face was full of tears as she cried out, "Is it so difficult for you to kneel? Is your pride and Ego more important than your daughter's life? Even if you don't care about me, Emma is your flesh and blood. Are you so heartless?"

"I..."

Thomas looked at Rachael with tears running down her cheek. "I'll kneel!"

He knelt heavily. Draco and his men burst into laughter.

"Hahaha--"

Several wine bottles were smashed on the ground, shattering into countless pieces. Draco laughed wildly, "Peter, aren't you awesome? Didn't you threaten me with a broken wine bottle? Come on, climb over from here, or your daughter's fingers will be gone."

"Okay, I'll climb!"

Thomas crawled step by step, with glass shards stuck in his knees, blood streaming down, but he didn't even frown. The neighbors trembled with fear, and Rachael's heart was bleeding...

"Haha, climb faster, why are you crawling like a sloth?"

"Peter, did you not eat? Do you want me to help you?" One of the men walked over and kicked Peter’s butt. He fell to the ground. Draco and his men laughed wildly, and he removed the knife from Emma’s fingers.

Suddenly, Thomas rushed forward like a cheetah and pounced on Draco.

"You are going to die!"