Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 452 - Three-Armed Underworld King_1

Chapter 452: Chapter 452 Three-Armed Underworld King_1

“Are you sure, that person has three arms?”

Having heard this message, Julius Reed faintly knew the answer already.

“The Leopold Family reviewed the footage today, we just finished watching it.”

Bridger Davenport shuddered with fear, “Luckily we weren’t in the villa at the time, otherwise we’d all be dead! It was just one person, with three arms, and three swords, slashing at anyone in sight! Skyfire deployed heavy weaponry but failed to stop this person, and only after the Saint Heir and a minor leader practiced hand-to-hand were they barely able to drive that person away.”

“The Saint Heir was severely injured, and that minor leader died on the spot. Now the wealthy merchants in Five-river Province are discussing whether to switch allegiance to the Ridge Family or continue supporting Skyfire.”

“We’ve heard that Skyfire’s headquarters are in shock, preparing to send support. The Saint Heir has already gone to talk on the phone with the Sect Hierarch and is expected to reply very soon.”

Bridger Davenport kept his voice very low, afraid of being overheard.

“How can you be certain it was the Ridge Family’s doing?”

That was precisely what Julius Reed wanted to confirm.

“Because the person who brought them here was from the Ridge Family…”

After a moment of silence, Bridger Davenport whispered, “Maurice Yarrow wants to straddle two boats, getting very close with Truman Ridge himself and sending me to make contact with Skyfire. No matter which side wins, the Three Blade Group will be the winner. I confirmed with him after getting the message this morning. The Ridge Family was dissatisfied with Skyfire’s actions and unilaterally ousted them from the Boulevard League.”

“Keep me updated with any news. Moreover, Skyfire will probably end up pointing the finger at the Ridge Family. They can’t afford to offend this three-armed person. As for the Ridge Family, I suspect there will be reconciliation within two or three days. And the results you’re waiting for won’t mention this three-armed individual.”

After finishing the conversation, Julius Reed hung up on Bridger Davenport’s call.

What stature does Skyfire have?

Even if barely qualifying as a regional hegemon, how could they muster the courage to wage war against Deep Cold, the premier organization of Shadow Warriors?

After forwarding the photo to Cosmo, Julius Reed looked out at the streets of Gonzalez City.

As the New Year approached, it had become increasingly lively.

The phone rang shortly after.

“Master, where did you see the photo of Tate King?”

Cosmo got straight to the point.

“Are you sure, you didn’t mistake the person?”

Julius Reed asked softly.

He had long suspected the man to be Tate King, a master of swordsmanship and one of the leaders of Deep Cold.

Nevertheless, he needed Cosmo’s confirmation.

“No mistake! The most famous leader of Deep Cold, the king of close combat, the sword Dao master who once swept through all opposition, Tate King! He is known by the nickname, Three-Armed Underworld King.”

Cosmo spoke very seriously.

Tate King was very well known, but in recent years he had kept a low profile within Deep Cold, with no significant moves.

The moment Cosmo saw the photo, she thought it was Tate King.

The two had fought once, five years ago, and in the end, Cosmo was defeated.

The nickname of the Three-Armed Underworld King wasn’t for show.

“Master, has he come?”

Cosmo felt an ominous premonition.

She was well aware of the enmity between Julius Reed and Deep Cold; he had even beheaded one of Deep Cold’s leaders right in front of her!

This incident had shaken the martial arts world!

What kind of organization is Deep Cold?

The foremost among Shadow Warriors!

And yet, one of its mightiest and most powerful leaders had fallen in a small city in the East.

Undoubtedly, this was a fatal blow to the authority of Deep Cold!

Now that Deep Cold had re-emerged after a month of silence, were they looking to restore their tarnished honor?

“I’ll go meet this Three-Armed Underworld King.”

A smile came over Julius Reed’s face.

“Master, let me assist you!”

Cosmo was a bit worried.

When the Three-Armed Underworld King takes action, few live to tell the tale!

Even Cosmo, who had already been renowned as the Empress of the underworld, had narrowly escaped death by his sword back then.

“Protect your mistress well; I can handle this minor matter myself. Oh, and after you get back, tell me everything that happened today.”

After giving his instructions, Julius Reed ended the call and reached out to Aron Jackson, intending to meet these people.

If the Three-Armed Underworld King had taken action, Aron Jackson’s men surely wouldn’t be able to stop him!

Rather than suffer heavy casualties, it was better to stop them outside of Gonzalez City themselves.

With Itai Huntington there, the Gonzalez City Business Alliance wouldn’t have any major problems.

But Bran Cook would definitely make trouble!

So, Julius Reed let Cosmo, his assistant in name from Quella Radcliffe, follow by his side to record the entire day’s events.

…

The outskirts of Gonzalez City.

East Sea Cemetery.

Now that people’s living standards have improved, they not only have requirements for housing while alive.

The dead have their requirements too.

Gonzalez City, flanked by water on three sides and mountains on one, is a perfect Feng Shui treasure site.

Even many wealthy businessmen from Five-river Province have relocated their ancestors’ graves here.

As the most luxurious graveyard here, the East Sea Cemetery’s single plot sale price had already reached two hundred thousand yuan.

And yet, people still flocked here.

“Master, why don’t we take a car? Walking like this, we’ll need until evening to reach Gonzalez City.”

Kian Ridge from the Ridge Family spoke up.

At that moment, the group was just passing around the East Sea Cemetery; forty li further east past this graveyard, and they would reach the boundaries of Gonzalez City.

The dozen or so people were clearly tired, but due to the man’s reputation, none dared to speak up. freēwēbnovel.com

“If you don’t want to walk, you can roll away,” the man in the robe said with a cheerful laugh.

“You dare tell our young master to roll?”

A servant of the Ridge Family stepped forward, speaking in an unpleasant tone, “Show some respect to our young master! You freak, thinking you’re incredible just because you have some skills? Do you know who the Ridge Family is? People like you, as long as we have money, we can have as many as we want!”

Members of the Ridge Family are innately arrogant.

Even their servants are the same.

Their family wealth is vast, owning mountains of gold and silver.

Even the wealthy businessmen within the province have to come and ask favors from them, let alone these craftsmen?

As long as there is money, what kind of people can’t be found?

“Heh heh, say that one more time? I will chop off your tongue and drink it down, young man,” the man grinned, revealing his teeth as he took a flask from his waist, unscrewed the cap, and began to drink slowly.

“Whoa! You’re really putting on airs! Let me tell you, our young master has already given you enough face by walking with you for so long! You have a car, but you choose not to ride, are you sick in the head?”

Seeing the freak threaten him, the Ridge Family servant was even more displeased.

It was clear that the man’s drinking was a show of contempt, an act of belittlement!

“I told you, I want to cut off your tongue and drink it. But your mouth is too foul, it ruins my appetite,” the man said, casting a disdainful glance at the servant as he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and in an instant, the servant’s jaw was firmly clamped!

Crack!

In a flash, the servant’s jaw was crushed to pieces!

Then a streak of light passed!

Thud!

The servant’s bloodied tongue dropped to the ground.

The servant, his jaw shattered, blood gushing from his mouth, immediately fell to the ground convulsing for a moment.

He was dead.

“You! You dare kill my servant!” Kian Ridge pointed at the man, his lips twitching.

“You’re too arrogant! Don’t forget, we are the employers, you dare not listen to me!”

“Employers?”

The man raised an eyebrow, “I don’t like to be pointed at.”

Whoosh!

Another flash of cold light passed.

Kian Ridge felt a numbness in his hand, and his finger actually fell to the ground.