Chapter 24 - 23 Looking Downstairs_l
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Insulted over and over again, even a clay Buddha has three points of anger.
Let alone the scion of the all-powerful Brandon Family.
Yet those present had become somewhat numb, even if Julius Reed killed Jaxen Brandon at this moment, they wouldnât find it too excessive.
Because before this, Julius Reed had done too many things they wouldnât even dare to imagine.
âDie!â
Unable to endure any further, Cash Leopold once again attempted to kill Julius Reed with ferocity!
If he didnât do something about the humiliation of the young master of the Brandon Family right in front of his eyes, he might be scolded to death by the Brandon Family upon his return.
The Diamond Leg swept across, bringing a sharp whistling through the air!
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In this critical moment, Aron Jackson lunged forward, his elbows forcefully striking Cash Leopoldâs leg!
After a brief clash, both men took several steps back.
âCome again!â
Cash Leopoldâs Diamond Leg was long-renowned, but in the recent clash, he hadnât gained any advantage at all!
He had no reservations now; conflict had already erupted, and there were members of the Brandon Family to handle the fallout.
He had wanted to test his skill against Aron Jackson for three years now but had never found the opportunity!
And once they fought, he believed he would have an absolute advantage.
With this thought, Cash Leopold narrowed his eyes and swept his right leg out!
Aron Jackson also narrowed his eyes, his hands chopping down forcefully!
Boom!
This blow was even more powerful, and Aron Jackson faintly felt numbness in his palms, while Cash Leopoldâs right leg also trembled slightly.
âMy wife is here today, so letâs all take a step back,â
Julius Reed glanced at the two men and said indifferently, âHowever, this matter isnât settled, and I will be sure to pay a visit later!â
With those words, he wrapped his arm around the nearly petrified Quella Radcliffe and walked towards the exit.
âStop him!â
Jaxen Brandon glared furiously, beer dripping down from his hair incessantly.
At this moment, his rage had reached its peak!
Cash Leopold was right here, and nearly a hundred people had come from the Brandon Family.
Together with his own gang, there were more than two hundred people! He had made up his mind that today, he had to make Julius Reedâs life worse than death!
Yet Cash Leopold wasnât of the same opinion; the conflict with Aron Jackson had already been unexpected.
Moreover, Aron Jackson was very skilled and not inferior to himself.
If they rashly went to war, it would certainly result in mutual destruction!
What the Brandon Family would decide, he wasnât sure.
But offending Aron Jackson was definitely not a scene they wanted to see.
Because if there was friction between the two sides, it would inevitably benefit those who sat back and reaped the rewards.
But if Jaxen Brandon was hit, was it any different from slapping the Brandon Familyâs face?
So, Cash Leopold made a decision.
He would not affront Aron Jackson but would instead make an example of the man before him!
âSeize him for me!â
Relying on their numerical superiority, Cash Leopold decided to take bold action!
What could Aron Jackson do? He wasnât afraid of him now!
The crowd surged forward, blocking the exit thoroughly.
The Brandon Family clearly had the upper hand.
âAron Jackson, I respect you as a brother, so Iâll spare you the trouble!â
Cash Leopold said, hands clasped in a fist: âLeave this man behind, and Iâll let you go! He dared to slap the young masterâs face, and he absolutely cannot get away with it!â
He paused, his voice deepening: âIf Aron Jackson insists on opposing me, and these brothers here act without seeing clearly, it could easily tarnish your reputation.â
This statement was an overt threat.
Cash Leopold didnât believe that Aron Jackson would dare to have an all-out brawl with him with just these few dozen people!
âNo way! What can Aron Jackson do? Today, he must apologize to me! In front of all the brothers!â
Jaxen Brandon was already furious, and now seeing the advantage was his, why would he let go of this chance?
If he could make Aron Jackson bow down and apologize to him, the prestigious title of the number one person in Gonzalez City would certainly fall onto his own head.
To think that no one had made Aron Jackson bow in the past three years.
âIâm leaving, and you canât stop me!â
Julius Reed turned around and walked towards Jaxen Brandon with a smile.
âWhat are you doing!â
Jaxen Brandonâs pupils shrank violently, and his heartbeat began to race.
Bang!
Aron Jackson made his move first, clashing with Cash Leopold! âProtect the young master!â
Seeing himself ensnared, Cash Leopold hastily called for help.
Bang!
Before the others could react, Julius Reed landed a punch right on Jaxen Brandonâs nasal bridge!
âAahâ¦
After the sound of the breaking nose echoed, Jaxen Brandon stumbled back in pain, blood ceaselessly dripping from his nostrils.
âIâm in a good mood today, next time, I wonât spare you!â
After saying that, Julius Reed turned and headed towards the exit.
âYou better know your place! â
Aron Jackson gave a fierce push, sending Cash Leopold stumbling backward.
âTake a look downstairs, then decide whether you want to keep anyone.â
Aron Jackson pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and Dominating Tiger immediately lit it for him.
âOutside the window?â
Cash Leopold frowned slightly.
When they had arrived, there was nobody downstairs, and he had also dispatched people to guard below.
After hesitating for a moment, Cash Leopold walked over to the window and yanked the curtains open!
The next moment, his pupils contracted rapidly.
Below the Azure Percival building stood many men in black.
âGet ready to come up!â
Aron Jackson sent a message on his phone, then smiled faintly.
Five seconds later, the men in black below swiftly returned to their cars and each pulled out a long knife.
âThis!â
Even having been through many battles, Cash Leopold couldnât bear it.
When had these people arrived!
âNow, can we go?â
Aron Jackson flicked off the cigarette butt and shouted at Julius Reed, âBig Brother, just go ahead, and if anyone dares to stop you, Iâll have them die under a thousand cuts!â
âAlright!â
Julius Reed replied with a faint smile, taking Quella Radcliffe by the arm and striding out.
Along the way, all members of the Brandon Family were shoved aside by Dominating Tiger, no one daring to resist.
Cash Leopoldâs face was like still water.
Whether they could leave alive was another matter entirely.
He had always heard about how formidable Aron Jackson was, but it wasnât until he faced him that he truly understood just how terrifying the man was!
âWhat are you dawdling for! Get up there! â
Jaxen Brandon was trembling with rage, grabbing a beer bottle and ready to rush over.
âYoung master, itâs not advisable!â
Cash Leopold quickly held Jaxen Brandon back, preventing him from acting recklessly.
âYou motherfucker are just a waste! Whatâs the use of the Brandon Family raising a dog like you!â
Jaxen Brandon suddenly turned around, smashing the beer bottle on Cash Leopoldâs head.
He was extremely furious now. Even with the numerical advantage on his side, why did they still have to let them go?
The Brandon Family had a huge influence in Gonzalez City, and as the eldest son of the Brandon Family, how could he endure such humiliation! âYoung master, even if I am a dog, Iâm a dog working for your best interest!â Cash Leopold clenched his teeth tightly, his mouth twitching non-stop.
âTake a look by the window, and if you still decide to stop them after looking, Iâll join you!â
âWhat could possibly be by the window!â
Jaxen Brandon pushed him away and quickly walked to the window. Fear made his head buzz, and his anger abated somewhat. âWhat⦠What is going on!â
He pointed downstairs, his eyes filled with disbelief.
âIf you wish to make a move, I can join you! Cash, though only a dog, will surely not fear death!â
Cash Leopold said in a deep voice.
âThisâ¦â
Jaxen Brandon held his head with both hands, staring at the spot where Julius Reed and Aron Jackson and the rest had disappeared, he grabbed a chair from the ground, and in anger, chopped it against the window!
âIf I donât avenge this, I swear Iâm no human!â