Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 766 - Hush Money_1

Chapter 766: Chapter 766 Hush Money_1

Chapter 766: Chapter 766 Hush Money_1

The beer bottle was empty.

The walls of the bottle were quite thick.

When the bottle came down, Obinna Reed’s head started bleeding, and all she could see was a white blur.

With a thud, she fell to the ground.

At that moment, she had temporarily lost her ability to think.

“Such scum, truly undeserving of life on earth!”

Harvey Martin said angrily.

“Forget it, it doesn’t matter.” Santiago Carmichael sighed and looked up at Julius Reed, “Young man, thank you.

But now that Obinna Reed has money, I worry he might retaliate against you.”

After saying this, his face was filled with concern.

They say that you can see the old in the three-year-old, and people like Obinna Reed always seek revenge.

I had supported Obinna Reed back in the day, but what did that lead to in the end?

He returned kindness with ingratitude.

“No worries, I’m also wealthy.” Julius Reed said with a light smile.

“Young man, aren’t you worried about the consequences of hitting someone on Medicine King Valley’s property?”

At this moment, a group of oddly dressed people from the next table came over, looking at Julius Reed with a sneer.

Everyone who came here was wealthy.

And not just wealthy, but the elite of the wealthy.

Any of them could easily be worth tens of billions.

Seeing Julius Reed take action, these people had their crooked thoughts.

Time to extort a fortune!

“Consequences?”

Julius Reed shook his head and asked indifferently, “Why would there be consequences?

There are no people from Medicine King Valley here, are there?”

“But, all of us brothers saw it.”

The bald man sitting next to Julius Reed chuckled, “I suppose you’re aware of the strict rules of Medicine King Valley.

If they learn that you’ve assaulted someone, do you think you’d leave alive?”

“Enough!” Harvey Martin couldn’t bear it any longer!

How can a person be so shameless!

It was one thing to take Santiago Carmichael’s seat earlier.

Now they were making threats?

“Why should Medicine King Valley believe what you say?”

Julius Reed turned his head, looking at the man for the first time.

The man was bald, with strange symbols tattooed on his head.

He wore a blue robe and carried a long sword in his hand.

The seven or eight people behind him were also dressed in uniform.

They seemed very similar to the disciples of Medicine King Valley.

“Hehe!

We are from Ghost Valley, and we deal closely with Medicine King Valley on a regular basis.

What do you think, will they believe me?”

The man sneered, starting to count the people at the table: “Five people, a total of five lives, fifty billion!

That’s not much, is it?”

They were far removed from the secular world and did not quite grasp the concept of money.

After all, they had heard that Medicine King Valley sells a single pill on New Year’s Day and earns several billions from it.

Subconsciously, they thought money came as easily as the wind blows.

Fifty billion was just the matter of one pill, wasn’t it?

He even thought it was a bargain.

“You’re insane!”

Harvey Martin exclaimed: “Robbery?

Fifty billion!

Do you know how much that is?

Even if we sold everything we have, we couldn’t come up with that amount.”

This time, she brought a bank card to Medicine King Valley.

There were five billion in the card, which was a lot, but in Medicine King Valley, it could only buy the most ordinary medicine.

As for the effects, that was up to fate.

After all, the medicine from Medicine King Valley never worried about sales.

“What’s wrong?

Not willing?”

The bald man’s face instantly darkened.

They had traveled a long way to Medicine King Valley on a mission, and they were already in a bad mood.

Who wants to travel during the holidays?

Yet just yesterday, the Little Valley Master of Ghost Valley was brutally killed, his body hung on the big tree at the entrance of Ghost Valley.

The entire Ghost Valley was shaken.

At that time, who dared to refuse the Valley Master’s command?

On top of that, the environment of Medicine King Valley was harsh, and everyone was exhausted from the journey.

“You are bandits, we simply don’t have that much money!”

Harvey Martin’s face turned red, trembling with anger.

“You’re from Ghost Valley?”

Julius Reed suddenly smiled, “How’s your Little Valley Master doing lately?”

“How do you know about the Little Valley Master?”

The bald man was clearly taken aback.

Ghost Valley is different from Medicine King Valley, few know of it.

What they normally engage in, is the business of assassination and plunder.

To take money to rid others of misfortunes.

Plainly speaking, it’s a group of Shadow Warriors.

Many people, haven’t even heard of Ghost Valley.

Just now, when he claimed to be a Ghost Valley disciple, it was merely an attempt to intimidate the five people before him.

Yet the youth by his side, surprisingly knew there was even a Young Master of Ghost Valley?

“I’ve heard that the Young Master of Ghost Valley is served by four great god-like generals, each as formidable as celestial deities.

That’s why I wanted to ask, is the Young Master well?” Julius Reed said, causing Terry Moore and Karen to be stunned.

Are all the people dead?

How could they be well?

On the other hand, Harvey Martin was visibly curious.

She didn’t know a thing about Ghost Valley, but now she saw Julius Reed casually chatting with the bald man.

Her heart suddenly felt much lighter.

So they knew each other!

If they were friends, maybe things would be easier to resolve.

“The Young Master…

The Young Master is doing excellently,” the bald man said with an awkward face.

The Ghost Valley disciple behind him also blushed with embarrassment.

The second-in-command of the Shadow Warrior organization, decapitated and hung on their own front door.

If word of this got out, it would be a disgrace of the highest order.

“Here’s what we’ll do, seeing as you know our Young Master, three billion!

Any less, and prepare to collect corpses!”

The mention of the Ghost Valley Young Master seemed to bring the bald man bad luck.

“I don’t have it!”

Julius Reed shook his head, pointing to the others in the hut: “Those people have money, go ask them.”

Having said that, he also pointed to Obinna Reed, who lay on the ground like a dead dog: “Or him.”

“Quit the nonsense!

They didn’t hit anyone, I only saw you hitting!” the bald man said right as he finished speaking, when suddenly, the outside became noisy.

“It’s the Inner Sect Disciples from Medicine King Valley, they are out on patrol,” a Ghost Valley disciple blurted out.

“Heh heh!”

A smile of joy instantly covered the bald man’s face.

“Brother, this is your last chance!”

After saying this, he deliberately coughed loudly.

“Over here…

I have something…

The original owner said it was worth a fortune, see if you can call it even…” Santiago Carmichael trembled as he took a pair of small earrings out of his pocket and gently handed them to the bald man.

“What trash is this!”

The bald man said somewhat annoyed: “Are you mocking me?”

“Hold on.

I’ll pay,” Julius Reed felt a jolt in his heart the moment he saw the earrings.

This…

“Too many eyes here, you need to come with me.”

He stood up, surveyed the surrounding terrain, and took the lead into a thick patch of weeds.

Medicine King Valley lay nestled within a mountain’s embrace, surrounded by dense undergrowth.

Less than five metres away from them, weeds already towered over a man’s height.

“Deal!

If you dare play tricks, we all die!” the bald man snarled after finishing his sentence, leading his men to follow along.

And at this moment.

Obinna Reed, still in a daze, was beginning to awaken.

“You…

all wait for me…”

He watched as the group departed and clumsily got up, walking toward the center of the hut.

The trouble began with him, and if this was reported to Medicine King Valley, he’d have problems too.

…

“Hand it over!”

In the woods, the bald man extended his hand.

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PS: I was up at 4 a.m.

with an upset stomach, thinking I ate something bad.

(I even replied to a comment at 4 a.m….

mentioning my stomach troubles…)

Turns out it was gastroenteritis.

Thirty-eight degrees fever.

All over body aches, I can’t get up.

Bearing the pain, I finished writing one chapter.

I really am sorry, March has been somewhat unlucky for me.

I’ll get better soon, or after I get an injection at the hospital, I’ll continue to update.

Sorry everyone!