Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 750 - Yan Wang Dare Not Let Him Die_1
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“What!”
In Moon City, at 7 Days Inn.
Karen stood by the window with a cellphone in hand.
“I told you…
to kill Terry Moore.”
From the phone, Dustin Rose’s chilling voice came through.
“But…
Terry Moore has a big reputation in the capital, if he dies under such strange circumstances, wouldn’t it…” Karen’s hand clenched the phone tightly.
“Terry Moore died by Julius Reed’s hand.
What does that have to do with us?”
Dustin Rose let out a cold laugh, “Trust me.
By tomorrow morning, the news that Terry Moore went south to seek revenge and died by Julius Reed’s hand will spread throughout the capital.”
“The Leocadia Family Members are also here, they can attest that Julius Reed and Terry Moore had no conflict.”
Karen frowned, “And Sophia Leocadia is very close to Julius Reed, everyone in the Leocadia Family is well aware of that.”
“Karen, are you trying to defy my orders?”
Dustin Rose’s voice suddenly turned colder before he chuckled, “If the Leocadia Family doesn’t acknowledge this fact, then they are clearly afraid of Julius Reed!”
“But…”
“Karen!
Don’t forget, we from Medicine King Valley have an Inner Sect Disciple in the Leocadia Family.
His words hold great, great weight!”
Once again, Dustin Rose’s icy voice came from the phone.
“You couldn’t possibly have fallen for Terry Moore for real, could you?”
“I will act, please be assured.”
Karen pressed one hand against the wall, trembling all over.
“If you don’t act, once Terry Moore returns to the capital, our Inner Sect Disciple will clean up both him and you.”
Dustin Rose seemed to remember something and suddenly reminded, “Don’t forget what’s inside your body…”
“I dare not forget!”
Karen replied in a deep voice.
“Good.”
Dustin Rose hung up the phone.
“Phew!”
Karen exhaled deeply, her face turning beet red.
“Are you going to kill me?”
Terry Moore lay in bed, looking at Karen.
He was already awake.
Roused by Karen’s unique miracle drug.
Stinky tofu, fermented bean curd, with lemon.
Once ingested, Terry Moore couldn’t have fallen asleep even if he wanted to.
Refreshed and clear-headed.
But still powerless in his body.
“You bastard reported me for my happy ending massage, getting me locked up for a week,” Karen walked up to Terry Moore, smiling, “For that alone, I should kill you.”
“Then go ahead.”
Terry Moore glared with his eyes wide.
Wider and wider.
“What the hell, you trying to scare me to death?”
Karen said unhappily as she sat on the edge of Terry Moore’s bed and lit a cigarette.
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“How many years has it been since we’ve known each other?”
He took a deep drag, coughing a little as he choked on the smoke.
Even tears came to his eyes from the coughing.
“I forgot.”
Terry Moore continued to stare with wide eyes, reluctant to blink.
“You trying to scare me dead?”
Karen spoke with displeasure, “Close your eyes, damn Terry Moore.
You don’t even remember how many years you’ve known me, should I kill you or what?”
“I’m not closing them!”
Terry Moore stubbornly shook his head, “I’ll just watch you, see how you can bring yourself to do it.”
“You really don’t want to die, huh?”
Karen spoke cheerfully while trying to press Terry Moore’s eyes shut with his hand.
But as soon as he removed his hand, Terry Moore’s eyes popped open again.
“You wanna die?”
“That’s right!”
Karen nodded, “No one wants to die.
But if I don’t kill you, I’ll be the one to die…”
“Then do it, I’m not stopping you.”
Terry Moore lay on the bed, his eyes bulging out.
“Last time you reported me, it was because someone from the Leocadia Family was going to harm me,” Karen flicked away the cigarette ash, “I know you were protecting me.”
“How did you find out?”
Terry Moore raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.
“After I was released, someone told me about it,” Karen turned to Terry Moore, “But when I went to seek revenge, I found out that the person had died on the same day I was locked up.”
“So you’re sure it was me who did it?”
Terry Moore’s eyes were wide and alert.
“In the Leocadia Family, besides you, no one cares whether I live or die, even though I’m from the Medicine King Valley.”
Karen snuffed out the cigarette and stood up, patting Terry Moore on the shoulder, “I won’t kill you.”
After speaking, he walked out of the room.
He dialed Julius Reed’s number.
Busy signal.
“Damn it…”
“Who’s there?”
A voice came from the hallway.
Karen looked up to see a teenager approaching head on.
Plop!
The cell phone fell to the ground.
“Mr.
Reed…
Mr.
Reed.”
He scratched his head and chuckled, “I was just looking for you.”
“Who did you just call a ‘son of a bitch’?”
Julius Reed walked over with his hands clasped behind his back, a playful look on his face as he watched Karen.
It was hard to say why.
Karen’s appearance somehow seemed very sleazy.
Even when he spoke seriously, he gave off the impression of bullshitting.
“Nobody!”
Karen scratched his head, awkwardly saying, “Just cursing randomly.”
“That’s not right.”
Julius Reed bent down to pick up the phone, “Let’s see, who were you just calling.”
“Son of a bitch Terry Moore!”
Karen stomped on the phone.
Crack.
Shattered.
Achoo!
In the room, Terry Moore sneezed for no apparent reason.
His nose was full of the scent of stinky tofu and lemon.
“You just said, looking for me?”
Julius Reed looked at Karen.
The old man who normally seemed cynical, was he actually feeling a bit sorrowful today?
“Yes…
yes!”
Karen, on the other hand, didn’t know how to begin.
“Don’t beat around the bush.
You know I like to get straight to the point,” said Julius Reed, “Speak directly if you have something to say, or else I’m going home with my wife.”
After dealing with the people from Ghost Valley, he received a message from Nelson and immediately came to the 7 Days Inn.
He originally wanted to make a call.
But he forgot that his hands were still covered in fuel.
As a result, when he took out his phone, it caught fire immediately.
His brand-new phone!
Julius Reed felt a sting of heartache.
He had even planned to take pictures of the moon with it on the night of the Lantern Festival.
“Plomp!”
Karen unexpectedly knelt down without any warning.
“If there’s something to say, say it; if not, stand up,” said Julius Reed, somewhat displeased, “We’re old acquaintances, speak frankly.
What’s the point of this act?”
“Someone wants to kill Terry Moore.”
Karen took a deep breath, his voice slightly trembling.
If Julius Reed refused to help, or if he had reservations about Medicine King Valley.
Then Terry Moore.
Would undoubtedly die!
Even if Karen himself did not act.
Once back in the capital, the Inner Sect Disciples of Medicine King Valley lurking within the Leocadia Family would strike!
It would be impossible to guard against!
“Who wants to kill?”
Julius Reed frowned slightly, “I owe Terry Moore a favor.”
“Me!”
Karen suddenly raised his head, “Medicine King Valley has ordered me to kill Terry Moore.”
“Then why don’t you kill him?”
Julius Reed suddenly found these two rather interesting.
“Terry Moore is my brother.”
Karen clenched his fists, “I don’t want him to die.
Even if I have to die.”
“I thought it was something serious.”
Julius Reed pinched Karen’s shoulder and hoisted him up with one move.
“If I say Terry Moore must live, not even the King of Hell would dare let him die!”
“But…
but the one wanting to kill him is Medicine King Valley!”
Karen thought that Julius Reed didn’t understand the prowess of Medicine King Valley.
Medicine King Valley, known for their medical skills, was often revered and supported by high-ranking officials and nobles.
When these people came together, their power was extremely terrifying!
That’s also why Dustin Rose could, in one night, spread rumors far and wide.
“Bullshit Medicine King Valley, all just an empty reputation.
Otherwise, how could the Medicine King of that year die from the poison he created himself?”
Julius Reed chuckled lightly and walked towards Quella Radcliffe’s room.
And behind him, Karen.
Froze.
As an outer sect disciple, he was not qualified to enter the main hall.
But he seemed to remember rumors that…
A certain Medicine King died from the poison he concocted himself.
Julius Reed wasn’t from Medicine King Valley, so how did he know about it?
Karen looked down and slowly rolled up his sleeve.
On his wrist, there was a black line that kept moving…
