Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 860 A Swordsman’s Journey

Upon first laying eyes on Julius Reed, Fabio Pendleton felt a strong sense of familiarity.

But he couldn’t quite place him at the moment.

As the general manager of Armin Levis Group, he was the one who truly got things done.

As for the board of directors, they would only show up in this office building at the end of the year.

In other words, within the entire building, he was the real boss.

Thousands of employees were under his command.

And those bosses would only remote-control things via phone when real issues arose.

Rarely would they show up in person.

Even if they did, it would be like when the red-dressed woman appeared just now.

Fabio Pendleton couldn’t raise his head.

He could only stare at the floor.

Once he raised his head, he could very well lose it.

After all, he was just an employee.

He couldn’t possibly touch the core.

Back when Julius Reed’s reputation spread like wildfire across the capital, he had already received the intelligence.

However, he didn’t take this young man seriously.

Now, hearing Julius Reed announce himself, Fabio Pendleton realized.

The very youth he had just been discussing was sitting right in front of him.

"I know you must have heard my name,"

Julius Reed bent down, looking at the red-faced Fabio Pendleton on the ground, "How do you compare to Zahir Huntington, Fernando Lee, and Jennifer Lopez?"

"Inferior..."

Fabio Pendleton’s sweat broke out in cold trickles.

His face burned with pain!

That was hot water!

Scorching water at seventy or eighty degrees, splashed on his face.

He was in unbearable agony.

And one of his legs had been kicked and broken.

"I understand what you’re saying,"

He lowered his head, trying his best to remain calm.

Jennifer Lopez overturned the entire Lopez Family on her own.

Was he stronger than that woman?

Yet even so, Jennifer Lopez still died at her own wedding.

Died a humiliating death.

Zahir Huntington, prominent and awe-inspiring!

In the capital, the name Huntington was like a golden sign!

But.

This signboard was smashed to pieces last night.

And he, Fabio Pendleton, came from no background!

Merely a lackey working for others.

Powerless and without any backing.

As for his own money, it might seem astronomical to the common man.

But in front of Julius Reed, did he dare to be arrogant?

To utter threats?

Or to intimidate?

The best he could do, perhaps, was to kneel down and beg for mercy.

That way, he might suffer less.

Fabio Pendleton was a smart man.

Otherwise, he couldn’t possibly have climbed to where he was today.

Influential and powerful.

"Mr. Reed... Mr. Reed, I will hold nothing back when speaking! Then... I will seal my lips,"

Hisss!

Fabio Pendleton knelt on the ground, pain shooting through his other leg.

The pain made him gasp for air!

Chills ran down his spine.

But.

Clenching his teeth, he still chose to kneel.

Crack.

It was the sound of bones being displaced.

"I like dealing with smart people,"

Julius Reed turned his body, looking at him with a half-smile, "But bear in mind one thing. Being smart is good, but it can also be bad. If you think you can use your intelligence against me..."

Here, he shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, I would be quite happy if you did."

"I wouldn’t dare!"

Fabio Pendleton broke out in cold sweat, trembling as he knelt on the ground.

Meanwhile.

He was also wrestling with a decision in his mind.

Life or death, all in one thought!

In the end, he chose life.

His own life, Julius Reed’s death.

In the capital!

No one could remain uninvolved.

This place was a raging sea of chaos!

Even great ships could be sunk.

"The dagger, what’s going on?"

Julius Reed sat in the chair, speaking indifferently, "I think, without wasting words, you should understand, right?"

"I do!"

Fabio Pendleton’s mind raced, he quickly responded, "The dagger, it’s to attract Ivan Reed’s attention."

"Continue."

Julius Reed nodded with satisfaction, "Indeed, a smart man."

"Ivan Reed has been investigating something lately. And what he is investigating happens to involve the interests of one of our directors."

Fabio Pendleton rapidly crafted a story in his mind.

"We want to use this dagger to lead Ivan Reed into a misconception."

"Where did the dagger come from?"

Julius Reed squatted down, gently lifting Fabio Pendleton’s chin.

In his eyes lay an abyss.

It made Fabio Pendleton shudder, filled with fear.

Lost in a moment of trance, Fabio Pendleton had already revealed his lie.

This, naturally, did not escape Julius Reed’s notice.

"Source."

Julius Reed asked in a voice.

"Sour..."

Crack!

Bones shattered.

Fabio Pendleton’s jaw was crushed to pieces.

"Ah..."

Heart-wrenching.

A burst of screams.

"Whether I kill you or not has nothing to do with whether you talk or not."

Julius Reed stood up, took a piece of paper and a pen from the table, and threw them on the ground.

"In three minutes, what’s written on this paper will decide your life or death."

After saying that, he walked leisurely to the window.

His brow, however, slightly furrowed.

The scent of a woman.

The fragrance of yulan magnolias.

Bending down, Julius Reed looked at the broken goblet, gently picking up the fragments.

There was a lipstick mark.

A dark purple lipstick mark.

"While you’re at it, write down who has been here on the paper."

He said aloud.

Yulan fragrance, dark red lips.

It seemed somewhat familiar.

Time flew by quickly.

The three minutes passed in no time.

Julius Reed slowly stood up, savoring the aroma in the air.

He turned back and came to Fabio Pendleton.

There were bloodstains on the paper.

Very fresh.

Julius Reed picked up the paper and looked at the handwriting.

Fifteen minutes ago, my boss was here.

The item was given by her.

I know nothing else.

On the ground.

Fabio Pendleton’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with a desire to live.

Blood mixed with saliva flowed from his mouth, nonstop onto the ground.

"Borrowing something."

Julius Reed crouched down.

In his hand.

He was holding the dagger from the auction.

The dagger that Isabella Warm once used.

"Pass on a message for me."

He turned around and began carving into the office floor with the dagger.

Gently etching.

The floor was very hard.

But the handwriting was quite graceful.

It looked as though it had the power to influence the world!

Half a minute later.

Julius Reed stood up, flicking the dagger to shake off the wood shavings.

Fabio Pendleton also lifted his head, enduring the severe pain.

He read the text. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Only to see—

On the floor, there were nine big characters!

Kill within ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles.

Each character was nearly a meter big!

However, between the characters for "kill" and "person," there was about a meter of space.

Fabio Pendleton, of course, knew this verse!

The famous Lines of the Swordsman.

But originally, it clearly said—

Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles!

If he knew this line, he certainly wouldn’t forget it and make a joke.

But what did this mean?

"Oh, I forgot to sign."

Julius Reed crouched down, swiftly etching his own name.

The name slightly smaller, at the rear right of the last line of the verse.

"I hope your boss can see this."

Walking around the verse, Julius Reed looked more and more satisfied.

In the past, he had practiced calligraphy in the mountains.

Carved poems and verses all over the main peak of the Five Mountains.

Now this floor, compared to rock, was simply too soft.

"Do you know what this blank means?"

Julius Reed put away the dagger, pointing at the space between "kill" and "person."

Fabio Pendleton shook his head.

He racked his brain and could not guess what it meant.

"Now, you should know."

Julius Reed went over and grabbed his neck in one move!

Crack!

The neck was broken.

"I gave you a choice, but you didn’t cherish it."

Thud!

He threw the body carelessly, and Fabio Pendleton’s corpse fell to the ground.

He lay there dead on the scene!

The body.

Landed right between the two characters!

Becoming the horizontal ’one’.

Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles.