Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 693: Chapter 693: Another Assassination Attempt_1

“Don’t be impulsive!”

Julius Reed wanted to stop her, but Nelson had already vanished beside him.

“This woman.”

He shook his head helplessly.

But just then, a chill came from behind him!

Whoosh!

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Julius Reed dodged to the side, and two darts flew past, nearly grazing his body!

Clang! Clang!

The darts struck the road, sparking twice.

“Wow! This kid’s got some moves!”

The pitch-black night.

Two dwarves, holding daggers that flickered with cold light, looked at Julius Reed with grins on their faces.

In their eyes,

a youth like him really wasn’t worth the effort.

But there was money to be made.

Just a bit of fun.

“Just the two of you?”

Julius Reed squinted his eyes at them, a hint of a smile appearing on his lips.

“You wanted more?”

Lancelot, baring his teeth, said, “Actually, either one of us is more than enough to kill you.”

“Right! After you go to hell, you can brag to your buddies!” Black Rat took over the conversation, licking the dagger in his hand. “Just say… just say you died at the hands of the Black and White Rat workers from the molehill.”

“Never heard of it.”

Julius Reed pondered a moment, and indeed, he had not heard of them.

“Nobody important?”

“How dare you!”

Lancelot naturally knew the other party had never heard of them.

They were a mighty force in the world of martial arts!

How could a regular person leading a normal life on the surface possibly know of their existence?

But the words “nobody important” were an insult to him.

“Cut his tongue out!”

Black Rat said, instantly vanishing from his spot!

The two brothers worked well together, combining their agility to often overcome opponents far stronger than themselves.

In less than a second, Black Rat was already behind Julius Reed.

Slice!

His short blade had already slashed at Julius Reed’s calf!

If this hit landed, Julius Reed would lose his ability to move and would suffer humiliation alive.

“Heh heh… Huh?”

But before Black Rat could rejoice, he saw Julius Reed in front of him also disappear into thin air!

“Watch your back!”

Lancelot yelled out and quickly ran over to assist!

Crack!

But in the end,

he was still a half step too late.

Julius Reed fell from the sky, crushing Black Rat’s head beneath his foot.

To the end, Black Rat never understood how Julius Reed had vanished.

“No…”

Lancelot stopped in his tracks, his gaze hollow.

He had never imagined that the opponent could take Black Rat’s life with merely one move!

In the martial world, Black Rat was a strong contender!

“Sorry.”

Julius Reed adjusted his shirt sleeve buttons, speaking indifferently, “I might have gone a bit too hard.”

The Sealing Dragon Platform had been activated; those people pursuing him were only a matter of time.

He no longer cared who sent them.

Come, and be killed.

As for the ones he couldn’t kill…

There seemed to be none.

“Time to pay with your life!”

Lancelot’s face had already twisted with rage!

He leaped about on the ground, closing in on Julius Reed at tremendous speed!

Lancelot was agile, even leaving afterimages in the night as he moved!

Whoosh!

But as he got closer, Julius Reed kicked out forcefully!

Thud!

Lancelot, sent flying, crashed into the iron railing behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“You’re from the martial world…”

He looked at Julius Reed with eyes full of fear, muttering to himself, “You’re this strong; I shouldn’t have not heard of you…”

The next moment, he violently plunged into the ground!

He vanished on the spot.

Earth escape!

The signature technique of the molehill!

Attack to kill, retreat to save your life!

Once underground, no one knew where they might emerge.

Leap!

Julius Reed broke into a run, guided by his sharp intuition, dashing towards the forest behind Five-state International!

Meanwhile.

On the rooftop of a distant high-rise building, the assassin known as Swift King had finished loading his ammunition and was ready to open the hidden weapon box!

A smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Because according to the original plan, after the assassination attempt by Lancelot failed, he would lead Julius Reed into an open space.

This place.

Would be Julius Reed’s burial ground!

“Die, my little brother!”

He stood the spent casing he had just fired next to the hidden weapon box.

It was his habit.

Every time he killed someone, he would stand up a casing.

As a form of tribute.

“Hiss!”

Having finished the cigarette in his mouth, he flicked the butt away gently and began to aim.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger.

The scope suddenly went dark.

“Huh?”

Swift King moved his eye away and saw a hand in front of him.

The hand was exceptionally smooth, and even carried a trace of fragrance.

But what did he care for enjoyment at a time like this!

This was an assassination!

If someone else appeared while he was prone on the rooftop, could it possibly be good news?

“Don’t move!”

Before Swift King could reach for his waist, a cool sensation was already spreading across his neck.

“Who sent you?”

A somewhat angry female voice rang in his ear.

“No one… Hiss!”

Before Swift King could finish speaking, a strong pain emanated from his neck!

Nelson’s sword had cut three millimeters down into his flesh.

That was his neck!

A little more,

And he would undoubtedly die!

“May I ask who you are…”

Swift King was not reconciled.

Anyone capable of approaching him so silently couldn’t possibly be ordinary.

Their abilities were even superior to his!

But.

This was Gonzalez City!

He had come to kill a boy and actually encountered such a formidable opponent?

“I’m asking one last time, who sent you here!”

Nelson’s patience seemed to have run out.

“Brysen Beaumont… Master Beaumont…”

Swift King dared not move recklessly, but he could already feel the blood seeping out of his body.

He invoked the name of Brysen Beaumont, hoping it would make the other person more cautious in their actions.

After all, Brysen Beaumont’s reputation was known to everyone in America!

Even within the martial world, it was like the presence of a supreme overlord!

Who would dare to touch Brysen Beaumont’s man?

“Brysen Beaumont?”

Nelson’s brows were tightly furrowed.

“Yes! Thunderpeak Hall, Brysen Beaumont!”

Swift King’s eyes flashed with joy.

Indeed.

The name Brysen Beaumont was effective!

The person was hesitating!

“I think, perhaps there’s been some misunderstanding?”

Swift King struck while the iron was hot.

If he could just explain the misunderstanding, along with Brysen Beaumont’s reputation, he was certain he could save his life.

“Did you not understand what I said?”

Nelson’s sword pressed down slowly.

And Swift King’s eyes widened!

He took his last incredulous breath.

Just before dying, he seemed to hear a sentence.

“Brysen Beaumont, you dare touch my man! I will make sure not a single soul is left in your Thunderpeak Hall!”

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Meanwhile, down below, Julius Reed of course had no idea that Nelson had already killed the assassin.

Even if the assassin were still alive, he remained unafraid.

Boom!

Finally, after chasing for five hundred meters.

He stomped his foot down!

The soil on the ground collapsed half a meter, revealing the corpse of Lancelot.

Until his death.

Lancelot had not awaited that deadly strike from Swift King’s hidden weapon box.

The plan that had been meticulously laid out proved so fragile in the face of absolute strength!

“Indeed, some skills.”

A man walked out from the woods.

He carried a knife on his shoulder, glanced at the body of Lancelot, and disdainfully said, “Useless thing.”