Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1334: Adopted Son

A guest fainting is certainly no good for a restaurant.

Though this is Swimming City where street fights are common, operating a shady establishment is not allowed.

In a flash, guests put down their chopsticks.

One after another, they rose to leave.

Even if one faints, they should not do so in the store.

Outside, they might still catch a lucky break.

But fainting inside the store, it’s almost certain they’ll be unlucky.

The previously bustling restaurant was abruptly deserted.

Terribly empty.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, the owner felt a heart-wrenching pain.

But nobody had settled their bills yet.

Moreover, this incident might ruin his reputation.

From now on he could only expect newcomers, earning merely pitiful sums.

He had no choice but to silently sigh.

As soon as the guests left, a waiter immediately shut the door.

Seemingly worried it was not secure enough, he carried a table with each hand and placed them at the entrance.

His strength was far from ordinary.

"Done!"

After kicking the tables a couple of times to ensure they were stable, the waiter called up to the second floor.

Meanwhile, the shop owner, trembling, walked behind the counter with a look of fear.

It wasn’t long before.

With a clutter of footsteps descending the stairs,

a group of men in cloaks slowly walked down from the second floor.

The man leading them had his hands clasped behind his back, with a Jade Pendant hanging from his waist.

The Jade Pendant bore nine characters, symbolizing the Seventh Route.

"Well done!"

Being indoors, the leader, exceptionally, took off his bamboo hat and pulled down his mask to reveal a bearded face.

The other members of the Seventh Route, however, maintained their mysterious appearances.

"Having the honor to serve the eunuch is this humble one’s privilege," the waiter quickly walked over, bowing and scraping.

Working for the Seventh Route always brought some benefits.

If one could join the Seventh Route, soaring to great heights was assured!

"Very well, my lord has generous rewards!" The bearded man smiled as he grabbed the waiter’s head.

The waiter grimaced in pain but forced a cheerful expression: "This humble one dares not ask for rewards—serving the eunuch is only right!"

"Good, very good!" The bearded man nodded, gripping the waiter’s hair harshly: "If lord does not offer you something, it would indeed be a disservice to your loyalty!"

After saying that, he suddenly drew a long knife from his waist.

"Old man will send you to heaven, how about that?"

Laughing heartily, the bearded man continued.

"Eunuch, this humble one..."

Clang!

The long knife sliced through the waiter’s neck and stuck into the table.

Like a butcher slaughtering a chicken, it severed the head cleanly.

The waiter’s body struggled briefly before his hands splayed open, limply falling to the floor.

The Swimming City Currency given by Julius Reed also dropped into a pool of blood.

In the end, he hadn’t lived to spend it.

And his head was clutched tightly in the big man’s hand.

"Roar!"

The Seventh Route soldiers raised their weapons, cheering loudly.

"I hate such scoundrels the most!" The bearded man licked the blood splattered on his lips and flung the head toward the restaurant owner.

Clang!

The head hit the wall, leaving a pool of blood before rolling to the owner’s feet.

Seeing the waiter’s head, which still showed signs of life, the owner collapsed on the ground in fear.

"Rat Town is Seventh Route territory. Today, having unintentionally killed your servant, compensation is naturally due," the bearded man pulled two Swimming City Currencies from his chest and slapped them on the counter.

"No... no need!" The owner, already pale from fear, dared not reach for the money.

Clang!

The bearded man chopped the knife into the wall behind the owner; the blade penetrated the concrete wall by about three centimeters!

The sharpness of the blade, and the strength of the man, were clearly fearsome.

"I tell you to take it, you take it!"

"I’ll take it! I take it!" Terrified, the owner scrambled to pick up the two Swimming City Currencies.

His eyes, already lifeless.

"Trash!" The bearded man cursed under his breath, walking towards Julius Reed.

If it weren’t for being in Rat Town, he would have chopped this worthless owner immediately.

But Rat Town is Seventh Route territory, and business owners regularly pay service fees to the Seventh Route.

"It’s really just protection money."

"But honestly, the payment isn’t for nothing."

"If anyone causes trouble in Rat Town, Seventh Route’s men will surely come to sort it out."

"Given the delicate situation among the various groups lately, Big Beard doesn’t want to stir up trouble and willingly pays two Swimming City Currencies to maintain peace."

"If it wasn’t for the fact that that woman has some good looks, I would have straight away used some strong poison and killed you all!"

Big Beard, holding a blood-stained long saber, stood in front of Julius Reed, slowly lifting it: "Don’t rush, after I and my brothers have had enough fun with your wife, I will send her down to reunite with you!"

Having said that, the long saber in his hand swished through the air!

Swiftly slashing down!

Clang!

But by chance—

Just as the steel saber was about to decapitate him, Julius Reed swiftly rolled over.

The blade of the saber brushed past his head, chopping into the ground, sparking a trail of fire.

"Brothers, be careful!"

Big Beard was shocked and immediately realized he had been tricked.

He forcibly tried to pull the long saber out with his right hand!

But Julius Reed, who had seemed unconscious, suddenly stretched his right leg forward!

Perfectly trapping the long saber under his foot.

"Big Beard, you really are unreasonable. I was merely feeling tired and weary, yet you seek to take my life?"

Julius Reed, supporting his head with his right hand, looked at Big Beard with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile: "Had it not been for my light senses, you might have really chopped my head off!"

"You!"

Big Beard exerted all his strength, but the steel saber wouldn’t budge an inch!

"Come!"

Out of desperation, he could only shout for his followers behind him.

"Cannot defeat me, so you call for help?" Julius Reed exerted a little strength, and suddenly stood up.

"You’re just like a primary school kid!"

Smack!

Upon finishing his words, he threw a slap!

Big Beard widened his eyes, wanting to dodge, but it was already too late.

The slap, like the force of a thousand jun, directly sent him staggering backwards, fresh blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

His vision darkened, and his ears buzzed.

Whoosh!

Julius Reed lifted the steel saber right out of Big Beard’s grasp with his right hand!

The saber, once freed from the ground, swiftly swept forward.

Three bodies fell to the ground.

Clean and efficient.

"What a good saber!"

Without giving the thieves any time to breathe, Julius Reed leaped forward, his feet hitting two Ninth Route lackeys.

Ribs shattered!

Both died on the spot!

Then, before the remaining followers could recover, he threw the steel saber backhanded.

Terminating the lives of the last few.

"You... good man, please be merciful!" Big Beard kneeled on one knee, clasping his hands in a salute, eyes filled with fear: "I was blind!"

The man in front of him was too strong.

He hadn’t even realized it when his followers were slaughtered like dogs.

Bodies littered the ground.

And that woman, also came by with a pleasant smile, pulling out a steel blade from her lower leg along the way!

"So I heard, you want to sleep with me?" Lillian Tompson, twirling the sharp blade in her hands, squatted in front of Big Beard with a sinister smile: "You’re quite lustful, aren’t you!"

Puchi!

Before Big Beard could react.

The knife penetrated his body!

Like a chicken flapping post-head chop!

"Hisss!"

Big Beard inhaled a breath of cold air, his eyes bulging like copper bells!

His face also turned the color of a liver.

Large beads of sweat fell from his head, but he was oblivious to it.

"Mercy... mercy..."

Subconsciously, Big Beard continued to plead.

The pain was unbearable!

A single strike was enough to prevent even a eunuch from being made!

Blood and sweat mixed and dripped incessantly.

"Give me a reason not to kill you." Julius Reed turned around, picked up Big Beard’s steel saber, standing over him: "If you can’t, I will send you on your way."

Big Beard shivered, hurriedly looked up, and stammered: "I am Hagan Marsh’s adopted son, if you spare me, all past grievances will be forgotten..."

Having said that, he hastily unbuckled the Jade Pendant from his waist, tremblingly handing it over with blood-stained hands: "This is the proof."