Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 737 - : The Person in the Painting_1
Chapter 737: Chapter 737: The Person in the Painting_1
“Terry Moore, someone is cursing you!”
Gonzalez City.
Inside the gym.
Terry Moore was punching a sandbag!
Thump! Thump!
The owner stood to one side, his heart bleeding.
This kid is too fierce!
He’s been here for a week, and it’s been a heavy loss.
Fitness equipment that should have lasted a long time.
With Terry Moore, it’s a new one every day!
He did want to drive Terry Moore away.
But he worried…
That a single punch could blow his head off!
Saving his own skin was more important.
“Who!”
Terry Moore walked over to a chair.
He picked up a cup of goji berry water and guzzled it.
He punched the sandbag without gloves, just smashing it with his fists!
Three seconds.
A full cup of goji berry water, gone without a drop left.
“Guess.”
Karen casually sat next to Terry Moore, legs crossed, “Heard about it? The little princess is going to Moon City for the New Year. Her father is taking her, which is a bit unusual.”
“I know.”
Terry Moore sat on the chair, gently wiping his mouth, “I heard about this yesterday. They even chose me to be a bodyguard, to escort the two of them there.”
“You agreed?”
Karen raised an eyebrow, thumping a fist on Terry Moore, “Damn it, tight-lipped, aren’t you! You never told me!”
“Heh.”
Terry Moore picked up a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
“You got caught soliciting and were locked up for seven days. Where would I tell you?”
He threw the towel over Karen’s face, “One of these days, you’ll die because of a woman.”
“Hehe!”
The more Karen laughed, the sleazier he became,
“A normal man can understand.”
He shook his crossed leg continuously, “Wanted to have New Year’s Eve dinner with you, but that’s not going to happen! Moon City’s a good place, just a bit poor.”
“On the house, I’m not worried about it.”
Terry Moore glanced at Karen, “You just said, someone wants me to kneel?”
“Handsome, need a drink?”
Just then, a woman came over.
Smiling towards Terry Moore.
At this moment, Terry Moore, bare-chested, displayed his strong muscles!
Very much catching the attention of women.
“Sorry, no need.”
Terry Moore smiled as he declined.
“That’s a pity.”
Disappointment was written on the woman’s face.
“I’m thirsty.”
Karen reached out, sleazily said, “Beauty, brother’s thirsty, come quench my thirst.”
“Pervert!”
The woman looked at Karen with disgust, said irritably, “Buy your own drink!”
“You see, you were about to offer it to my friend but since he doesn’t want it, perhaps…”
“Now, it’s gone.”
Bang!
The woman tossed the drink into the trash can.
Muttering curses, she left.
“Charm, you can’t envy it.”
Terry Moore said indifferently.
“Shameless!”
Karen leaned on the chair, fished a goji berry from Terry Moore’s thermos, and popped it in his mouth, “This thing’s useless, all deception.”
“I know.”
Terry Moore looked at him scornfully.
Looks like it’s time for a new cup.
All these years he had known him, he never saw Karen wash his hands.
And yet, this old fellow never gets sick.
“So tell me, who is making me kneel.”
Terry Moore clutched the thermos from Karen’s mouth and squeezed hard!
Crack!
The tempered glass shattered instantly.
“Holy shit! Are you insane?!”
Karen jumped in shock.
“The man’s in Moon City. Now everyone in Gonzalez City knows about it, but I feel there’s more to it.”
“Is that so?”
Terry Moore picked up his cell phone.
Sure enough.
There were a few messages discussing this matter.
“Speak up.”
He tossed the phone aside, leaned back in the chair, and looked at Karen.
The two of them, one literary and one military, often collaborated.
Even though he verbally despised Karen, when it came to uncertain matters, Terry Moore would seek advice from Karen first.
The price…
A one-time big treat.
“Someone’s deliberately stirring things up from behind. Otherwise, why would such a trivial matter become the talk of the town?”
Karen picked the goji berries from his body and tossed them into his mouth.
“Ouch!”
He suddenly screamed in agony.
“What’s up!”
Terry Moore looked at Karen, somewhat confused.
“Damn it! A shard of glass got stuck in my throat!”
Karen said in pain.
Bang!
Terry Moore unexpectedly smashed a fist into his back!
“How about now?”
“Swallowed it.”
Karen mechanically turned his head, his eyes full of rage.
“Let’s talk serious,” Terry Moore quickly avoided his gaze, “I have no grudges with anyone, who’s trying to mess with me?”
“Today, two pieces of news spread throughout the Capital.”
Karen massaged his throat, “First, someone made you kneel. Second, someone wants Ivan Reed to speak more politely.”
“Pretty cocky, huh!”
Terry Moore didn’t take it seriously, “I was just about to go to Moon City, so just killing them will settle it.”
“Your brain!”
Karen cursed as if lamenting his lack of foresight, “You… strong limbs, simple mind!”
“Then you say…”
Terry Moore stood up and kicked the chair into pieces with one foot!
Crack!
A moment of silence fell over the gym.
The owner stared at Terry Moore, dumbfounded, calculating how to claim for damages.
Perfect, an excuse to get rid of this violent maniac.
“What the hell! How dare you talk to me like that!”
Karen, too, got angry and was just standing up.
Bang!
Terry Moore kicked out!
Karen was sent flying straight into the wall.
“…”
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The gym owner walked halfway and then retreated back.
“Apologize to me.”
Karen stood up as if nothing had happened.
“Sorry, hurry up and say it!”
Terry Moore walked over and whispered quietly, “I’ll treat you to ‘the big treasure sword’ tonight.”
“Hey! You could have said so earlier!”
Karen said delightedly, “I checked a bit, and the person who said that was Julius Reed.”
“Fuck!”
Terry Moore rarely cursed.
“The one from Gonzalez City?”
“Right!” Karen nodded, “Hehe, so, this kid must have gotten into trouble, and someone wants to use you as a pawn!”
“What should I do?”
Terry Moore raised his eyebrows, looking helpless.
“Call me two tonight!”
Karen held up two fingers.
“No problem!”
Terry Moore patted his chest, “As long as your body can take it.”
“You go to Moon City today and show off a bit. Trust me, beat the crap out of that person who’s using you as a pawn!”
After speaking, Karen’s eyes shifted, “It’s best to do it in the name of Sophia Leocadia, otherwise the boss might get suspicious.”
“Got it!”
Terry Moore turned and went to the closet.
“You’re leaving soon, when will you treat me to ‘the big treasure sword,’ and the two girls?”
Karen asked eagerly.
Bang!
The response to him.
Was a heavy punch from Terry Moore.
“Damn Terry Moore!”
Karen lay on the ground, clutching his bleeding nose.
And wept.
…
Medicine King Valley.
“Uncle Master, when do we leave?”
Three men stood before an elderly man with white hair, asking.
“Wait for me outside the door first.”
The elderly man turned around and walked into the hall.
He took out a cell phone.
On it.
Was all the information about Julius Reed, along with his picture.
“Dare to deceive my fellow sect member, insult my niece!”
The elder took a deep breath, feeling something was off.
The person in the photo, why does he look so familiar?
It seemed…
I’ve seen him somewhere before.
“Forget it, might be my eyes playing tricks.”
He bent down and bowed deeply to the ancestral spirit tablets of the previous Valley Masters.
When he looked up.
His eyes inadvertently rested on the portrait at the center of the hall.
The person in the painting was the one who caused the death of the Valley Master years ago.
For hundreds of years, the descendants of Medicine King Valley had not forgotten.
This painting was hung here as a reminder!
Revenge!
But in an instant!
The elderly man was stunned.
He quickly took out his phone, comparing the person in the painting with the photo in his hand!
Clatter!
The phone fell to the ground.
And shattered.
