Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 2169: Interrogation
"Who!"
Hill Leocadia suddenly turned around, his eyes gleaming with cold light.
He was like a startled bird now, tense at the slightest sound.
Too eerie!
He had clearly escaped, so how did he get injured? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
And seriously injured at that!
His legs wouldn’t obey; no matter how he ran, he couldn’t leave this place.
Even coming to Aron Jackson’s place was a desperate gamble after careful observation!
Hill Leocadia was somewhat panicked.
This force was too strange.
It could injure from a distance.
What infuriated him even more was that Pranay Martinez hadn’t mentioned a word about it, said nothing at all.
He felt like he’d been set up.
"Buddy, I admit you almost succeeded." Aron Jackson stood up as well, producing a compact handgun: "The most dangerous place was indeed almost the safest. But my boss had already arranged everything, you can’t escape."
For caution’s sake, Aron Jackson quickly retreated behind Hawthorne.
It seemed that Hill Leocadia was indeed injured.
But no one dared to take this risk.
A dying camel is still bigger than a horse, if Hill Leocadia fought back desperately and took him away, Aron Jackson would lose big time.
"Set me up!" Hawthorne seized the moment, explosively unleashing his last bit of strength!
Like a rabbit, he darted forward, flinging out both hands!
Poisoned daggers scattered like raindrops.
"Be careful." Hawthorne calmly pushed Aron Jackson away, suddenly turning around and opening his coat.
His head ducked down.
The coat on his body was like a high-grade bulletproof vest; the poisoned daggers fell to the ground after hitting it.
"Buddy, a gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands. Let’s talk things over. But you sneakily attacked, so don’t blame us brothers for... being gentlemen first, villains later." Hawthorne turned around, stepping out in one stride!
In less than a second, he darted right in front of Hill Leocadia!
His right hand slammed down directly!
Hill Leocadia crossed his hands in front of him, but was directly blown away by the powerful impact!
He crashed heavily against the wall.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Pain!
Hill Leocadia felt like his body was torn apart.
Heart-wrenching pain!
After a beating from Hawthorne, it felt like he was falling apart.
"Stop, I advise you to surrender peacefully. If you persist in being stubborn, another beating from me and you’re done."
Hawthorne twisted his neck, strategically looking down on Hill Leocadia, but tactically giving him full attention.
After all, this was the king of assassins, with many tricks up his sleeve.
"Kid, I’ve remembered you. Despite your talk of righteousness, standing on the high ground, in my heart, you’re more despicable than him!" Hill Leocadia pointed at Aron Jackson as he spoke to Hawthorne.
The scarier the harmless-looking kind, the more frightening they were.
"Fine, I admit defeat." He extended his hand, coldly speaking: "Go ahead, arrest me."
Hawthorne didn’t move.
He saw a hint of conspiracy in Hill Leocadia’s eyes.
If he approached now, he might be walking into a trap.
"Don’t rush, I still think you’re not being honest. I figured, I ought to make you more docile. Sorry, old man, this may hurt a bit. My apologies." Hawthorne moved like the wind, landing a fierce punch in front of Hill Leocadia!
Swoosh!
Once again Hill Leocadia was knocked to the ground.
He gripped his fists, clenching his teeth tight!
When had he ever suffered such humiliation!
Just then!
Swoosh!
A gunshot.
Hawthorne instinctively dodged, a dart scraped his shoulder, hitting the wall behind him.
The thick cement wall was directly penetrated!
The dart caliber was extremely large!
"I’ve remembered you, if you fall into my hands, I’ll make your life worse than death!" Hill Leocadia rammed his body, smashing through the glass behind him!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two gunshots forced Hawthorne and Aron Jackson to retreat.
Not far off, Julius Reed, upon hearing the dart sound, whispered into the walkie-talkie: "Eliminate the potential danger."
"Yes."
Emperor’s voice came from the walkie-talkie.
On the rooftop opposite Bronze Sparrows Terrace, Emperor put away the walkie-talkie, drawing a long sword from his waist.
Slash!
The sharp blade unsheathed!
He dashed out furiously!
Sprinting madly toward a secret weapon expert three hundred meters away!
The secret weapon expert, sensing danger, turned around, but before he could react, he was cut in two.
The remaining few secret weapon experts, seeing their companion’s tragic death, dropped their weapons and drew short blades.
They were assassins, adept at various weapons.
Not only could they snipe, they were proficient in close combat too.
"Well, then, genuine Faceless Ones. So, accommodating your boss, you didn’t even bother to bring the mummies?" As Emperor’s words fell, his longsword sliced through the air!
Crack!
The unstoppable sword blade directly sent a person flying!
Emperor wielded the sword single-handedly, flicking away another’s weapon, stabbing directly into his heart!
The entire motion flowed seamlessly, absolutely doing no disservice to his name, Emperor.
He wasn’t Light Reed, he was one of the Seventh Emperors.
The other several Faceless Ones, though filled with fear, still chose not to flee.
They must fight to the death!
"Just perfect, I haven’t drawn my sword in ages!" Emperor rushed up, his longsword dancing wildly!
Half a minute later.
The ground was littered with bodies.
He wiped the blood off his sword, speaking into the walkie-talkie: "Done."
Outside Bronze Sparrows Terrace.
Julius Reed sprang out from a corner, bumping right into Hill Leocadia.
"Boss, Hill Leocadia ran inside." Disguised as Aron Jackson, Hill Leocadia quickly responded.
"Even in this state, you’re still pretending." Julius Reed reached out, grasping his shoulder firmly, smashing down hard!
Crack!
The bone broke instantly.
"Still being stubborn, I was just thinking about how to find you, and you came right to me." Julius Reed swiftly kicked, shattering his knee.
"He’s quite sturdy." Julius Reed carried Hill Leocadia, step by step, back into Bronze Sparrows Terrace.
"Boss!" Aron Jackson and Hawthorne just then caught up.
"Go, prepare the interrogation room, preferably ironclad, I want a direct interrogation." Julius Reed handed Hill Leocadia to Hawthorne.
A venomless snake posed no threat anymore.
Julius Reed took out his phone from his pocket, sending a text to Gabriel Abernathy.
’Are you available? I’ve captured your grandmaster.’
’Yes!’
Gabriel Abernathy replied with a single word, but it was evident he was excited.
Ten minutes later.
Hill Leocadia was tied to an iron rack, extremely weak.
Julius Reed and Gabriel Abernathy entered the room.
"This is Gabriel Abernathy, I don’t think I need to introduce him. You’re both from the same camp, and he knows how to deal with you." Julius Reed said simply, sitting on a chair.
"First question." He crossed his legs, sipped some tea: "Tell me, why did you want to kill me?"
"Hagan Marsh, do you remember? He was my apprentice, and you killed him." Hill Leocadia raised his head, his tone icy: "Swimming City, you ruined my plan."
"Not being honest, Gabriel Abernathy, hit him." Julius Reed glanced at him coldly.
"Yes." Gabriel Abernathy picked up a Wolf Fang Club, slowly walking to Hill Leocadia.
