Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

“Stop thinking about signalling for help, I’ll really kill you.”

Julius Reed gently removed his hand.

In the driver’s right trouser pocket, there was a broken phone and a severed right hand.

“Hiss…”

The driver took in a sharp breath and, with a twitch at the corner of his mouth, asked, “How… how did you know… we’re not Itai Huntington’s people…”

He couldn’t understand; the three of them had been seamless in their deception, how had they been seen through?

All the way they had been cautious and prudent.

Even the reasons they gave were convincing enough.

Yet the man before them had been suspicious from the moment he got into the car.

“What was your reaction when I just insulted Jennifer Lopez?”

Julius Reed raised one hand and made a gun gesture, pointing it at himself and mimicking a gunshot: “biubiu! You want to kill me.”

After finishing his words, he turned to the driver, “But when I talked about wanting to sleep with Itai Huntington, you had no reaction at all. How could you possibly be employees of Itai Huntington?”

“Third brother, pull out the jammer…”

The driver, enduring the excruciating pain of a broken hand, drove with one hand as the car’s speed slowed down.

“Oh.”

The third brother hesitantly turned off the jammer switch.

The phone signal immediately restored.

“Keep driving as usual, according to the original route.”

Julius Reed took out his cellphone and said to the driver, “If you try any tricks, I’ll make your life a living hell. As an employee of Jennifer Lopez, you should know that I can even get her compromising photos, so dealing with you guys is not a big deal.”

Having said that, he dialed Itai Huntington’s number.

“Hey! Julius Reed, where are you? My people went there, but you’re not at the entrance of the Sheraton Hotel. And I can’t reach you by phone either. You’re not trying to stand me up, are you?”

Itai Huntington’s tone was somewhat unhappy on the phone, and she spoke rapidly like a string of firecrackers.

“I’m in the car, but guess what, it’s Jennifer Lopez’s car.”

Julius Reed said with a faint smile, “Looks like I might be a bit late getting to you.”

“Jennifer Lopez?”

Hearing this name, Itai Huntington’s tone immediately became tense, “Don’t joke with me.”

“I’m not kidding. You have someone from Jennifer Lopez’s camp by your side. This spy leaked the information, and Jennifer Lopez’s people got to me before you could.”

With calmness in his voice, Julius Reed continued, “You better be careful. The person who has access to this information must be someone close to you.”

“Just give me a second.”

Itai Huntington whispered these words, and then the only sounds over the phone were the clicking of high heels.

About half a minute later, the sound of running water came through again.

“Are you alright?”

Itai Huntington sounded concerned, “Give me the address, I’ll send someone over.”

Her tone was very decisive.

“No need, I can handle this little issue. As for you, hurry up and find the mole. If not, the trouble is only going to get bigger!”

Julius Reed declined Itai Huntington’s well-meant offer, “Consider this a wake-up call. On a regular day, you think everything is fine, yet now someone’s planted a spy right under your nose, and you haven’t even noticed?”

“I’ll start looking right away.”

Itai Huntington spoke softly.

Over the phone, the sound of running water continued, a tactic she used to disrupt any eavesdroppers.

“How long before you can get back? I really should send someone over.”

She couldn’t rest easy.

As an old rival, Itai Huntington knew Jennifer Lopez’s methods all too well.

This woman was both ruthless and merciless; now that the compromising photos had leaked, she would surely send out a Shadow Warrior.

Moreover, the operation this time was meticulous, so much so that even she hadn’t noticed.

“No need, half an hour if it’s fast, an hour if it’s slow.”

Julius Reed glanced at his watch, bent down to pick up the temporary parking permit behind the front windshield, and then flicked it gently.

Thwack!

The parking permit, like a sharp knife, plunged directly into the chest of Number Three behind him.

“What’s wrong?”

Itai Huntington noticed something was off over the phone and immediately asked anxiously.

“We’ll talk later. You first ferret out the mole.”

Having said that, Julius Reed hung up the phone.

“What, challenging my limits again and again?”

He turned his head to look at the driver and said with a cold smile, “Without you, I can still find the address.”

While he was making the call just now, Number Three had quietly pulled out a small knife from his bosom.

Unfortunately, before he could act, he was pierced through the heart by the parking permit.

“I’ll cooperate, I’ll definitely cooperate!”

The driver was frightened out of his wits by the death of his two brothers.

He even forgot the pain of his right hand being broken.

The car continued driving through the suburbs, and after about five minutes,

it stopped in front of a farmhouse estate.

“We’ve arrived…”

The driver pointed tremblingly at the entrance: “Their people are right here…”

“Thank you.”

Julius Reed offered a faint smile, then suddenly punched the driver’s temple.

Swish!

The driver’s body slammed onto the steering wheel, dead with his eyes still open.

“Sorry, my hand slipped.”

Julius Reed took out a hundred-yuan note from his pocket and stuffed it into the driver’s agape mouth.

Then he took out a lighter and set it ablaze.

After that, he got out of the car.

To kill.

There was a sign at the entrance of the estate.

It was called “Baccarat.”

Julius Reed straightened his clothes, flicked off the dust, and strode toward the entrance of the estate, lightly pushing the front gate.

The gate was bolted from the inside.

Apparently, it couldn’t be opened without the consent of someone inside.

Julius Reed shook his head, turned around, and walked away.

After taking ten steps, he turned back around.

Leap!

He sprinted across the ground like a cheetah at full speed!

When he was about to reach the locked iron gate, he shouldered through, slamming directly into the entirety of it.

Swish!

The gate was directly knocked down.

An unsuspecting bodyguard behind the door was instantly crushed by the hundred-kilo gate.

“Ah…”

“My legs…”

As screams echoed, Julius Reed casually wiped off the dust from his shoulder and stepped over the gate, walking into the courtyard of the estate.

“Who are you!”

A bodyguard who had narrowly escaped death pulled out his nunchuks from his waist and looked at Julius Reed, trembling, “Who are you! What are you doing!”

This scene was so shocking that they hadn’t even grasped what had happened.

Was this a man or a monster?

How could such a sturdy iron gate be knocked down so easily?

Only broken chains remained on the cement walls on both sides of the gate.

“My name is Julius Reed, and I’ve come here to kill.”

Julius Reed turned, slowly bent down.

Crack!

A small door inside the big gate was ripped off by him and then smashed down heavily onto the questioning bodyguard.

Boom!

A loud noise thundered.

The iron door directly brought the cement wall crashing down.

Blood mixed with the soil slowly seeped out.