Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 88 - 87 Someone Blocks the Way_1

Chapter 88: Chapter 87 Someone Blocks the Way_1

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揃ig brother, are you satisfied?

In the darkness, Aron Jackson抯 voice was devoid of any emotion.

揧our sister-in-law is a kind-hearted woman; let抯 spare them this time.

Julius Reed could clearly feel Quella Radcliffe trembling, even with earphones stuffed in his ears.

The people before them had been beaten to within an inch of their lives, some likely to spend the rest of their days in a wheelchair.

Sometimes, being alive is more painful than death.

揇rag them out! Dominating Tiger, demolish the Leopold Family抯 real estate group for me tomorrow! At the same time, let it be known that whoever dares to work with these brothers is opposing me, Aron Jackson!

Following Julius Reed抯 instructions, Aron Jackson clapped his hands and began arranging his men to clear the scene.

Soon, the three men were dragged out like dead dogs and dumped on the road.

When the restaurant lights came on again, the patrons saw nothing but shattered tables, chairs, and glass strewn all over the floor.

Even the bloodstains had been meticulously cleaned up by people Dominating Tiger arranged.

揌ow抯 Boss Yarrow doing lately?

Downstairs in the restaurant, Julius Reed, hands in pockets, looked at Bridger Davenport with a smile.

He hadn抰 taken a cent of those last few tens of billions; all of it was given to Aron Jackson. Maintaining such a large industry in Gonzalez City was indeed very costly.

揙ur boss is doing very well.

Bridger Davenport pushed his glasses up, his face betraying no emotion.

Yet inside, he was in turmoil. He had come with men today, and though he didn抰 dare to make a move, he couldn抰 be entirely uninvolved.

揥hat do you think, if I asked him for some money again, would Boss Yarrow still be doing well?

Julius Reed patted Bridger Davenport抯 cheek, saying with a smile, 揧ou抮e a smart man; you should know who抯 stronger. If there ever comes a day when one side must disappear, I hope you make the right choice.

After this remark, indifferent to Bridger Davenport抯 pale face, he walked to the Rolls-Royce with Quella Radcliffe.

Aron Jackson抯 men immediately rushed ahead to clear the way, ensuring their safety.

揚hew!

As soon as Aron Jackson and Julius Reed drove off, Bridger Davenport抯 suspended heart finally settled.

When Julius Reed mentioned asking Maurice Yarrow for money, his heart skipped a beat. Given their personalities, they were completely capable of doing such a thing. But thankfully, it was all a joke. 揥ith so many of us, why should we be afraid of him?

A follower asked, standing beside Bridger Davenport.

This man had followed Bridger Davenport for many years, and wherever they went, everyone respectfully called him Brother Davenport. With the Three Blade Group抯 reputation, who wouldn抰 show them this face?

But today, Bridger Davenport had not dared to speak up in response, enduring all of the insults and even the mocking attitude in silence.

This was too out of character!

揧ou know Noah Miller, don抰 you?

Bridger Davenport took a handkerchief out of his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

揙ld Man Miller the Weirdo! He抯 an invincible force!

Upon mentioning Noah Miller, the followers of the Three Blade Group抯 eyes gleamed with admiration. Known as the War God, he had never lost a fight.

揃oss, why bring up Old Man Miller the Weirdo? Could it be that these two are related to him?

The followers racked their brains, arriving at this as the only plausible explanation.

揑n front of them, Old Man Miller can抰 even stand up.

Having said this, Bridger Davenport ignored the surprised looks of his followers and strode to his Mercedes.

揜eturn to the provincial city overnight!

Bridger Davenport didn抰 want to set foot in Gonzalez City, a place of trouble, ever again.

With all the experiences she had, Quella Radcliffe actually adapted.

After everything that occurred that evening, she felt no fear whatsoever and even discussed the day抯 events with Julius Reed in the car.

Zade Radcliffe and the others would certainly not let matters rest; the next day抯 board meeting was bound to be another storm of blood and fury.

揝creech!

As the two of them were talking, the black Highlander that was leading the way suddenly stopped.

揇on抰 move!

Julius Reed hugged Quella Radcliffe tightly, his eyes fixated on the path ahead like an eagle.

Nothing had happened so far on the road, but the accident occurred precisely in this deserted stretch. He didn抰 believe it was a coincidence.

揥hat抯 going on!

Aron Jackson immediately got out of the car and walked over to the Highlander nearby.

揃oss, a tree has fallen down ahead! Should we take a different path, or should a few of us move it?

A follower pointed at the trunk lying in the middle of the road and asked. 揟here抯 no wind today, so how could the tree have fallen for no reason? Aron Jackson frowned, carefully surveying the surroundings.

揃ig Brother, be careful!

The follower, as if he had discovered something, lunged towards Aron Jackson!

Yet, just as he was about to reach Aron Jackson, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, flashing with cold light, the sharp blade slashing straight at Aron

Jackson抯 neck!

Hiss!

Aron Jackson bent his legs and fiercely sent the follower flying!

揥ho are you!

He pulled out his pistol from his waist and pointed it at the follower who had been thrown onto the car.

揌eh, I knew you had some skill. But what does that matter, you抮e going to die anyway!

Despite Aron Jackson抯 threat, the man did not panic. He whistled towards the trees and shouted, 揔onnor Beaumont, it抯 your turn to make a move! Whoosh!

No sooner had the man spoken than a piercing sound came from the trees!

揇amn!

Aron Jackson suddenly pushed off the ground, disappearing from the spot at once!

Bang!

And where he抎 just been standing, a fireball suddenly exploded!

揧ou stay here, I抣l step out for a moment.

Inside the car, Julius Reed had seen everything clearly. He knew if he didn抰 act now, Aron Jackson might be in trouble.

揃e careful!

Quella Radcliffe grabbed his hand, her face tensing up again.

揑n this world, no one can kill me.

Julius Reed patted her head and got out of the car.

揌ello, gentlemen, good evening!

With a figure swiftly passing by, the man who had been in the tree had already appeared on the street.

He was carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, wearing sunglasses on his face, and a cigarette dangled from his mouth.

揔onnor Beaumont, if you抎 been any later, I抎 be meeting God right now.

The man Aron Jackson had knocked down twisted his neck, yawned and stretched lazily.

揗ar, you useless thing, I don抰 know why the commander would assign you to follow me! Other than causing me trouble, what good are you for? Konnor Beaumont took a deep drag of his cigarette, a look of ecstasy on his face.

揥hat are you talking about! God! I抦 a member of the Hades Canyon too! If you抮e so great, why don抰 you take over as my boss? Don抰 think I want to cooperate with you, you maniac!

Feeling belittled by his comrade抯 words, Mar was embarrassed. His expertise lay in tracking and disguise; he couldn抰 possibly compare to others in actual combat.

Without his meticulous planning, how could they have possibly made it to Gonzalez City by now? Or even precisely intercept them on this street!

揂re you two done yet?

Julius Reed slowly walked down from the car, looking at the two men in front of him.

The phrase 揌ades Canyon reminded him of Deep Cold, the Shadow Warrior organization that Frank, whom he killed, belonged to.

揌ey, boy, are you Julius Reed?

Konnor Beaumont put out the cigarette in his hand, and then pulled a photograph from his pocket.

揟hat抯 right! It抯 you.

After comparing for a moment, he crumpled the photograph into a ball and casually tossed it into the grass by the roadside..

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