Chapter 144 - 143 Humiliation_l
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Translator: 549690339
Under the broad daylight, people suddenly surged forward!
It seemed these newcomers bore ill intent!
Half a minute later, these few hundred had encircled them.
Strangely, these people didnât speak nor take action, just stood there watching.
âWhoâs your boss!â
An employee of Cesar Pendleton stepped forward and asked.
He stripped off his shirt, revealing muscles covered in tattoos.
In Five-river Province, Cesar Pendleton had a big reputation. Now, seeing his men surrounded, his employee immediately came forward to issue a challenge.
But those in black remained utterly silent, as if they were mute.
âFuck! Are you all goddamn mutes, or deaf? Iâm talking to you!â
The employee pointed at those in black: âIâll say it again, call out your boss!â Pendletonâs men being cornered? Thatâs a joke, right?
Who dares not give Master Pendleton face throughout the entire Five-river Province?
Even those big shots with prominent names on the wealth list were nonetheless courteous to Cesar Pendleton.
But!
Not everyone acknowledged his authority!
Smack!
The previously silent black-clothed person suddenly struck!
Directly slapping the man to the ground.
âMotherfucker! You dare hit me!â
Completely unprepared, the man fell hard, his head bleeding and steel knife clattering to the ground.
âIf you want to die, you can try!â
The black-clothed person finally spoke.
âToday Iâll fucking kill you!â
Accustomed to parading mightily following Cesar Pendleton, when had he ever been subjected to such humiliation?
With knife in hand, he immediately sought to settle the score with that black-clothed man!
Swish!
In an instant, all the black-clothed people drew their knives!
In the sunlight, the blade edges reflected a chilling gleam, sending a shiver down the manâs spine.
âDo you know who this guy is?â
Sucking in a cold breath, he started to invoke the name of Cesar Pendleton.
âI do.â
The black-clothed man nodded: âThe notorious Cesar Pendleton, Master Pendleton. Who doesnât recognize him in Five-river Province?â âYou motherfucker know Master Pendleton, yet you still dare to hit me?â
The small-time thug heard the black-clothed man acknowledge Cesar Pendleton and immediately felt empowered.
Just a case of the tail wagging the dog, thatâs all it was.
âIâm hitting you, not Master Pendleton!â
The black-clothed person lightly smiled, tapping the manâs face twice with the back of the knife: âWhat are you worth? A dog under Master Pendletonâs hand? Sorry, I donât watch the owner when I beat a dog!â
âYou motherfââ
Before he could finish, he was kicked in the chest by the black-clothed person!
âWatch your mouth!â
The black-clothed man gave him a cold glance, silencing him immediately.
âKid, you dare hit a dog of mine, Cesar Pendleton?â
Seeing his employee bullied, Cesar Pendleton was furious.
âSince you recognize me, you should know the consequences of angering me!â
A manâs renntation casts a long shadow-
Cesar Pendleton in Five-river Province represented calamity.
Angering him meant a certainty of misfortune.
âSorry, he really deserved a beating.â
The black-clothed person lightly smiled, his eyes devoid of any fear. âWho the hell are you! Stop playing dumb tricks on me!â
Cesar Pendleton frowned deeply, signaling his subordinates to call for reinforcements.
âBoss!â
The black-clothed person turned and deeply bowed towards the silhouette of Julius Reed.
âThisâ¦â
Seeing this scene, not just Cesar Pendleton, but even the employees behind him were stunned.
All these people were Julius Reedâs employees?
Just what kind of person was this?
âHe told me to lick his boots, this is getting interesting!â Julius Reed turned around, smiling at Cesar Pendleton. âSurely, the great Pendleton isnât into that sort of thing?â âCut the crap! Who on earth are you!â
Cesar Pendleton simply didnât believe the man in blackâs words.
Julius Reedâs background had been thoroughly investigated by himâthe man was nothing more than a useless son-in-law!
To suffer such humiliation within the Radcliffe Family, could he actually be a big shot?
Stop joking; who would have the ability to become a live-in son-in-law?
âI told you, and you didnât believe,â
Julius Reed shook his head; what he wanted Cesar Pendleton to know, Pendleton would know.
If he didnât want him to know, Pendleton couldnât find out anything!
Apart from the abundant respect Bridger Davenport showed him, Cesar Pendleton had no clue about any other news.
All the intelligence he had was exactly what Julius Reed wanted him to see. âOrder him to kneel on the ground and lick his own shoes.â
Julius Reed said with a faint smile, and the men in black immediately surrounded them. âWhat are you doing!â
âStop!â
âDo you no longer wish to live?â
Seeing the other side make a move, Cesar Pendletonâs employees immediately rushed forward.
In their wildest dreams, they couldnât have imagined that someone would dare attack Cesar Pendleton in Five-river Province!
And the moment they took action, it was a big move!
If word got out that Cesar Pendleton was forced to lick shoes, how could he have any face left to mix in Five-river Province?
Encountering acquaintances might just embarrass him to death! âMove away! Whoever obstructs, kill without mercy!â
The men in black drew their steel knives, pointed forward and ordered, âAttack! Those who obstruct will die!â
âAttack! â
With a high shout, carrying an aura of grim resolution!
âDonât mess around!â
Cesar Pendletonâs employees inhaled sharply, their scalps tingling.
âKill!
The men in black took a unified step forward!
The immense pressure made everyone struggle to breathe, as if there were a mountain crashing down on their heads!
âI surrender!â
Clang!
A steel knife dropped to the ground as a gang member crouched down, holding his head. âI surrender too!â
Clang!
The sound of knives being dropped began to rise in succession, and more and more employees chose to squat on the ground.
Thirty against three hundred; there was no chance of victory!
As the saying goes, a wise man submits to the times. Preserving their lives was the priority.
In the end, only three loyal individuals remained standing in front of Cesar Pendleton.
The other employees had already thrown away their weapons, giving up resistance.
âGet out of the way!â
Watching the still steadfast trio, the man in black gave the final warning! âImpossible! As long as weâre alive, no one can step forward!â
Their bodies tense, the hands holding the knives couldnât help trembling.
They too were afraid, but without Cesar Pendleton, they had no place in Five-river Province!
So these men had no choice but to stubbornly hold their ground till the end!
âSeeking death! â
The eyes of the man in black narrowed as the steel knife in his hand sliced through the air!
Clang!
The two knives collided, numbing the hands of the employee standing before Cesar Pendleton!
Taking advantage of this lapse, the man in black fiercely kicked out, knocking the employee to the ground!
âPugh!â
As blood spurted out, the employee of Cesar Pendleton tried to rise but found that his bones felt as if they were broken. âYou two, come at me together!â The man in black said indifferently.
Cling!
A steel knife fell to the ground.
The two individuals didnât even dare to look at Cesar Pendleton as they crouched down and held their heads.
Who would march to their death!?
Everyone wasnât foolish. The situation was clearly disadvantageous; they were due for a beating only!
âKneel down, lick the shoes!â
The man in black extended the steel knife, commanding Cesar Pendleton..