Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1588: Chapter 1588: Catching People

Dragon Teahouse.

This is a rare sanctuary.

Ever since the undead arrived in the town, the entire martial arts world descended into chaos.

With the murder of Caelum Danvers, the control over the town by the undead intensified further.

Although some martial artists began to waver at the concept of immortality due to Caelum Danvers’s death, those who witnessed his counterattack against Hardy Ridge wanted to seize the opportunity and obtain that fortune.

Caelum Danvers wasn’t stronger than Hardy Ridge but could kill him with strong regenerative abilities!

Half the martial artists in the town witnessed this scene in Phoenix Building.

They yearned for it.

For these people, the temptation was now irresistible.

After all, ordinary people couldn’t kill Caelum Danvers.

After a brief disturbance, the martial arts world of the town fell back under Devlin’s control.

The entire populace of the town plunged into turmoil.

Many martial artists, not wishing to get involved, came to Dragon Teahouse to drink tea and chat.

After all, this was the most unique spot in the town.

"Have you heard? After Caelum Danvers’s death, the Blackwood Family became the only undead family besides Chairman Somerset. Now they swagger around the city with search teams every day!"

"The martial arts world has been turned into a mess by him! Immortality my ass, it’s all nonsense! Human greed is terrifying."

The martial artists sat inside the teahouse, vigorously debating.

But suddenly.

A commotion erupted at the door.

"Move aside! I have a search warrant from Chairman Somerset of the town’s Martial Arts Association. Anyone who dares block me will be killed without mercy!"

"Mount Blackwood, this is Dragon Teahouse! You need to understand, even your Martial Arts Association doesn’t have the right to conduct a search in our teahouse!"

"That was the past! From now on, your Dragon Teahouse’s special privileges are gone!"

Whoosh!

A scream pierced the air.

The receptionist at the teahouse door was kicked into flight!

The body slammed into a pillar, spitting blood, and died instantly.

"Anyone else who dares to obstruct will face the same fate!"

Mount Blackwood stood with his hands behind his back, speaking coldly.

The attacker was a bald, burly man with a bushy beard.

After killing, the burly man twisted his neck with a cold smile, "Anyone else tired of living, I’ll send them off for free!"

"Asia, hold your rudeness. This is Dragon Teahouse, after all, with a history of hundreds of years. Do you think gifting this building to my father as a birthday present would be nice?" Mount Blackwood, dressed in heavy clothing, kept examining the entire teahouse with his eyes.

This is a legend!

A legendary teahouse located in the city center of the town!

Back then, they dared not offend the teahouse under any circumstances.

But now!

They had the support of the Undead Tribe behind them!

Destroying the teahouse was also the will of the Undead Tribe.

They absolutely would not allow such a special existence in their controlled territory.

Receiving this directive, Mount Blackwood dared to be so arrogant!

He wanted to establish his dominance!

Inside the teahouse.

There was a dead silence. noveldrama

The tea-drinking customers lowered their heads and said nothing, their hearts burning with anger, but they could only endure it.

Even a martial artist as amazing as Hardy Ridge couldn’t defeat Caelum Danvers.

They had no way out but death.

Even the teahouse staff were dumbfounded.

In hundreds of years, it was the first time someone had killed their people.

And with such speed and efficiency!

"Bring out your boss!" Mount Blackwood scanned the room, walking up to a teahouse staff member with an expressionless face: "Can you do it?"

"I can! I can!"

The teahouse staff trembled as they took out a phone from their pocket with shaking hands, found a number, and dialed it immediately.

"He no longer has a reason to exist." Mount Blackwood snatched the phone away casually.

"Spare me!"

Thud!

The teahouse staff member immediately knelt on the ground, eyes filled with pleading.

"Sorry, you must die." Asia laughed loudly, raising his fist and striking down hard!

Whoosh!

A swift gust swept in!

Asia only felt a sudden pain in his chest!

The whole body was sent flying!

Crashing heavily to the ground!

"You..."

Asia crawled up, struggling, his chest bones seemed to have already fractured.

"Weren’t you looking for me?" A middle-aged man in a Tang suit stood with one hand behind him, looking at Asia: "I am the owner here."

"Die!"

Asia shouted furiously!

Being repelled in public humiliated him!

Especially in front of Mount Blackwood!

Asia joined Mount Blackwood for wealth and glory!

Yet, his first appearance ended in defeat!

"I asked you, why did you kill my friend." The Tang-suited middle-aged man, calling himself the teahouse owner, remained motionless, coldly staring at Asia.

"I kill without reason!"

Asia charged forward!

Fists pounding ferociously!

This strike, he intended to heavily injure his opponent!

"Alas." But the Tang-suited man sighed, his body suddenly sideways!

His right elbow shot out directly!

Crack!

Asia’s chest bones completely shattered!

One even pierced the heart, exiting through the back.

Drip!

Asia’s blood dripped to the ground.

"A life for a life."

The Tang-suited man gave a gentle push, and Asia’s body fell to the ground.

"How dare you kill my man?" Mount Blackwood’s brows twitched slightly, yet he showed no fear.

Asia was dead, so be it; he was just an opportunistic martial artist.

There were plenty more like him.

But killing Asia was like slapping the face of the Blackwood Family.

"Your men struck first." The Tang-suited man glanced at Mount Blackwood, shaking his head: "The great Blackwood Family having such descendants, it’s a disgrace to the ancestors."

As he spoke, there was undisguised disdain in his eyes.

Contempt!

"You’re courting death!" Supported by the Undead Tribe, Mount Blackwood resembled a furious lion!

He drew a concealed weapon box from his waist, aiming at the man!

Pulled the trigger!

Whoosh!

The hidden weapon box sounded.

But the man vanished from the spot.

The next moment!

The man grasped Mount Blackwood’s wrist and suddenly twisted!

Crack!

The wrist bones snapped directly!

Mount Blackwood let out a miserable scream!

Suddenly!

A cold glint flashed!

The man swiftly retreated!

But his shoulder was still struck by a longsword!

"Impressive!"

A masked man in black stepped out from behind Mount Blackwood.

The man carried a longsword in his hand.

"Few survive under my sword. Moreover, my sword is poisoned." He smiled at the Tang-suited man, not in a hurry to attack.

"Quite despicable indeed." Before the Tang-suited man could finish speaking, the smile on his face suddenly vanished!

He lunged forward, directly cleaving the man’s longsword!

A finger jabbed out!

Splurt!

The finger pierced through the opponent’s body as though cutting through vegetables!

But the next moment!

A cold glint assailed him!

The Tang-suited man quickly withdrew!

Stumbling back!

"Are you an undead?" he asked, surprised.

"Ha, if I weren’t of the Undead Tribe, I might have been dead already." The undead man glanced at the wound on his chest, twisted his neck, lifted his sword, and walked towards the Dragon Teahouse owner: "Tell me, where does the woman called Quella Radcliffe live?"