Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1333: Poisoning

Ghost Seven, Julius Reed was aware of him.

Only when he first heard Ghost Boss did he find the term somewhat unfamiliar.

On regular days, he refers to Ghost Seven as ’Limping Man’.

Because Ghost Seven walks with a limp.

"Unexpectedly, Brysen Beaumont has got himself tangled with Ghost Seven. This makes things seem even more interesting," Julius Reed said with a chuckle, shaking his head.

By virtue of Brysen Beaumont’s abilities, he is not qualified to meet Ghost Seven.

Yet now, not only does he know Ghost Seven, he even has a token from him.

That could only mean one situation.

Isabella Warm, has hooked up with Ghost Seven.

Once involved with the Ghost Market, Isabella Warm is essentially binding half of Swimming City to herself.

Whether she wants to investigate the failing Vein Holders or do something else, it becomes easy for her.

"Is Ghost Seven very powerful?" Lillian Tompson asked, a first-timer, ignorant about the affairs in Swimming City.

However, seeing the scholar in white coming in full of murderous energy, yet holding back from making a move, it was obvious he was wary.

And looking at the demeanor of the other guests in the restaurant, they seemed to hold great respect for the scholar.

"In Swimming City, there’s the Ghost Market. The Ghost Market is the largest trading venue where no one questions the origin of goods. Once sold, even the original owner has no right to reclaim them. These are the rules, the rules of the Ghost Market."

After the scholar in white left, the guests continued eating, some still discussing the recent event, while others got up and left.

Julius Reed’s meal hadn’t arrived yet, so he casually chatted with Lillian Tompson.

"Does this Ghost Market hold a lot of power?" Lillian Tompson wondered, seeing the white-clothed individuals and considering what Julius Reed had mentioned about the nine routes governing Swimming City together, suggesting immense power.

Throughout history, merchants have been weaker.

They might be wealthy but can only maintain their status by leveraging governing powers.

Is Ghost Seven, a mere Ghost Market boss, capable of competing against the rulers of Swimming City?

"Ghost Market is the core of Swimming City! Without Ghost Market, Swimming City wouldn’t be what it is. People from all over flock to Swimming City precisely because there are no laws here. They can freely launder money and purchase anything they desire."

Julius Reed looked around and noticed that most people in the restaurant were from out of town.

Usually, it would be mostly locals of Swimming City, but today it seemed something was off.

Very abnormal.

"Without the Ghost Market, Swimming City would be like losing its soul. If so, Swimming City would surely decline and die out within ten years," he casually remarked as his gaze suddenly fell on a Cyclops, and he smiled, saying, "So, Ghost Seven holds a high status in Swimming City. Moreover, surrounded by numerous experts, even let alone sheer strength, he is not afraid of the Leagues. Those who can make rules are never simple."

As Julius Reed looked at the Cyclops, the Cyclops was also looking his way.

Eyes meeting.

Only for a brief second, the Cyclops quickly averted his gaze.

"What’s wrong?" Lillian Tompson noticed Julius Reed looking somewhere not far off, thinking something was up.

"Just a fly, I’ll deal with it in a bit."

Julius Reed slightly leaned back as the server just happened to bring the meals and tea, placing it on the table.

The dish was bright and clean, and the food itself was appealing in color and scent.

In stark contrast to the greasy table.

Lillian Tompson, already hungry, was now faced with delicious food and couldn’t resist the temptation.

She picked up her chopsticks and began to devour her meal voraciously.

"Hey, need a favor," Julius Reed didn’t rush to eat but instead held the server back, pulling out a black, simplistic piece of currency from his pocket.

"Yo!" The server’s eyes shone, whispering, "Boss, any orders?"

This was Swimming City Currency!

Solid assets!

Quite valuable.

Just this small piece alone is worth a hundred thousand US Dollars!

Before coming to Swimming City, Julius Reed specifically arranged for someone to exchange some Swimming City Currency for him.

Without it, it would be troublesome upon entering the city.

To say walking would be difficult, would be an understatement.

"See that Cyclops?" Julius Reed pulled out a small bag of powder from his pocket and handed it to the server, "Mix it into his meal."

"This..." The server hesitated.

While a piece of Swimming City Currency was worth a lot, though death was common here, if the boss pursued the matter, he could easily get in trouble.

Tempted by the money, but one must also have a life to spend it, right?

"Laxatives." Julius Reed saw the other party’s concern and stuffed the Swimming City Currency along with the powder into it: "If it really causes a death, you can just say it was me."

"Deal! I trust you!"

When the waiter heard this, he also forcibly took a reassuring pill for himself. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

At least they promised, right?

Swimming City Currency!

When encountering newcomers, it can be resold for five times the price.

One year, someone sold a piece of Swimming City Currency for one million US Dollars.

In the end, that wealthy buyer was killed.

Of course, it’s hard for the murderer to leave this place unless they are an expert.

Experts and ordinary people in Swimming City have completely different experiences.

"Delicious!"

As soon as the waiter left, Lillian Tompson gasped and muttered indistinctly: "It’s so tasty!"

Seemingly eating in a hurry, she couldn’t help but start hiccuping.

"Wait until you enter the city, then you’ll know what real delicacy is." Julius Reed didn’t move his chopsticks.

He wasn’t hungry.

"My Lord, the powder you gave just now..." Even though Lillian Tompson was only focused on eating, her eyes missed nothing, watching everything intently.

"Thousand Sores Powder." Julius Reed said indifferently.

"Are you trying to... force out the mastermind behind this?" Lillian Tompson lost her appetite once again.

Thousand Sores Powder...

That’s somewhat cruel.

Once someone consumes this, their body will become covered in sores, and it is highly contagious.

But if precautions are taken, it’s not easy to contract.

"This Cyclops, nine out of ten, is the old lady’s man." Julius Reed picked up a teacup, about to drink, but his expression suddenly changed.

There was poison in it.

Coincidentally, Lillian Tompson also felt thirsty and picked up her teacup to drink.

"Poison, quietly pour it out." Julius Reed reminded her calmly without changing his expression.

Upon hearing this, Lillian Tompson’s actions didn’t even pause; she simply raised her other hand to cover her face.

It looked like she was drinking tea, but the tea had already been spilled on the ground.

And Julius Reed pretended as if nothing had happened, directly drinking the tea down.

As soon as the flavor reached his mouth, he recognized it.

It was Soft Bone Powder.

Non-lethal, but it makes one completely weak.

It seemed that the person who poisoned it wanted to rob him.

Could it be a black shop?

But it doesn’t quite seem like it.

Julius Reed’s gaze shifted to the distance, and when he saw the Cyclops drink the alcohol, he slowly walked over.

"What are you doing!"

The Cyclops saw him coming and quickly put down his drink, asking warily: "Who are you!"

"Who I am doesn’t matter." Julius Reed picked up a chopstick and violently stabbed it into the table.

Clang!

The chopstick immediately penetrated the table.

"Tell the person behind you to be careful! Get lost!"

Julius Reed’s face was frosty.

"You... are crazy!" The Cyclops’s heart pounded, and although he cursed, he ran faster than a rabbit.

After he left, Julius Reed stood up.

He had just taken a step when he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

At the same time.

In the distance, Lillian Tompson also lay down on the table.

Seeming unconscious.