Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1624: Chapter 1624: Iron Coffin

The feeling of being stared at by nearly ten thousand pairs of eyes is terrifying!

People feel like they are standing naked on the street!

The soul is tormented!

Now.

Those martial artists who committed evil are enduring this unspeakable pain!

Vinnie Somerset’s blood surged, his heart nearly exploded!

He wanted to say that the video was fake.

But the Dragon Tea House has been operating in the town for over three hundred years, and its reputation and influence are no less than those of the Martial Arts Association!

Moreover, the video had no signs of forgery at all.

The few martial artists who collapsed on the ground showed fear in their eyes, almost admitting their crimes!

"Traitors!" Vinnie Somerset calmed his emotions, drew his knife directly! "You dared to harm your colleagues and toy with the martial artists of the town!"

Those martial artists turned their heads numbly.

There was fear and despair in their eyes.

"Die for me!"

Since denial was useless, Vinnie Somerset could only draw his knife!

A cold flash!

Julius Reed’s Golden Dragon Sword shot out, directly colliding with the blade in Vinnie Somerset’s hand!

"Chairman Somerset, don’t be in a rush to silence them."

In an instant, Julius Reed appeared in front of them, stopping Vinnie Somerset. "There’s no harm in listening to others first, isn’t there?"

"Right, since the killer isn’t Julius Reed, we naturally need to understand the truth!"

"Do you take us for fools! The Martial Arts Association of the town, you really have your way!"

"Don’t say that! We also did not know! If our Martial Arts Association knew who the murderer was, they would meet the same fate!"

While everyone was arguing incessantly, Emperor Charlotte Grey quietly left.

The plan has backfired.

No wonder old Devlin was missing.

It turned out he had expected this and never showed up!

"Hmph, Devlin, I really underestimated you!"

Not bothering with Vinnie Somerset, Emperor Charlotte Grey turned and entered an alley, leaving this place of trouble!

"Ladies and gentlemen, our Dragon Tea House has spies and has gathered a group of righteous people! Among these people, there were those who couldn’t stand Vinnie Somerset’s atrocities and risked their lives to expose them to me! If you really believe the words of the Chairman of the Martial Arts Association of the town, then you’re truly foolish!"

The owner of the Dragon Tea House pointed breathlessly at the big screen: "Everything was done by Vinnie Somerset!"

He was saved by Julius Reed, and he was grateful!

Even if it meant being silenced, he was willing to come forward and expose them!

"Nonsense!"

Vinnie Somerset was about to act, but he found himself surrounded by countless martial artists.

In their eyes, there seemed to be fire!

Their gaze like knives!

Eager to tear him to pieces!

"Chairman Somerset, you ordered it done, trying to frame Julius Reed... if we die, don’t think you’ll live." The martial artists came to their senses, realizing that survival was impossible, and found a touch of tranquility inside.

"After killing people, we can’t sleep peacefully at night. Now it’s good, we’re freed." A martial artist involved in the killings knelt on the ground, trembling as he picked up his knife, smiling bitterly: "Blinded by greed, fell into your temptation with just a few words."

"I’m afraid after today, we’ll also be silenced."

After speaking.

One person slit his throat.

When he died, his face was even smiling.

Relief.

No longer trapped by nightmares.

"Chairman Somerset, the brothers are waiting for you below! Haha! The Heavenly Dao has karma; heaven spares no one!"

Whoosh!

Blood splattered all over.

At this moment, no one questioned their words anymore.

It seemed that Vinnie Somerset’s murders were certain!

On the big screen, the scenes of women and children being slaughtered played repeatedly!

The blood of the town’s martial artists boiled again!

"What are you doing! I am the Chairman of the Martial Arts Association of the town..."

Whoosh!

Before Vinnie Somerset could finish his words.

A knife stabbed him from behind!

"You... you seek death!"

Whoosh!

Another knife!

"I... I am immortal..."

Whoosh!

This time, ten knives struck at once!

Vinnie Somerset’s chest was full of weapons!

"Lin... Emperor Charlotte Grey... save me..."

He painfully turned around, only to find no one behind him.

Emperor Charlotte Grey was gone.

Devlin was gone.

Even Charlotte Grey had never appeared.

"Avenge the martial artists of the town!"

Clang!

Nearly ten thousand blades stabbed down one after another!

Vinnie Somerset’s body fell to the ground.

Above it, knives piled up like a mountain.

It would be more correct to say that under this mountain of knives, instead of Vinnie Somerset, it’s his minced flesh!

A mountain of knives several meters high, shining coldly!

The martial artists of the town remained silent; their silence was the best shout!

"Today, I misunderstood a brother!"

Thud!

Someone knelt down directly.

"We in the martial arts world are upright! We dare to act and take responsibility! Now, please brother, forgive!"

Whoosh!

Behind, a cluster of martial artists knelt down.

They were all very simple.

They will retaliate if there’s a grudge!

If a mistake is made, they won’t run away!

Julius Reed said nothing.

He walked straight to that mountain of knives, hands behind his back.

"Is it possible that you won’t forgive us!" A martial artist stood up, gritting his teeth: "I can’t distinguish right from wrong, I wish to abolish my cultivation, in exchange for your forgiveness!"

After speaking, he raised his knife, preparing to cut off his arm!

Whoosh!

But suddenly.

Julius Reed spread open his hand.

In his palm, a ghostly blue flame danced,

With a light flick of his fingers, the ghost flame landed directly on the mountain of knives!

Burning fiercely!

Tens of thousands of blades melted into molten iron, trapping Vinnie Somerset within.

In fact, under the ghost flame, Vinnie Somerset was already dead.

Julius Reed spread his hands wide, and lifted them forcefully!

That molten iron began to congeal!

"He’s... he’s crafting a coffin!" noveldrama

Someone saw the clue and couldn’t help crying out!

The molten iron congealed into a square form!

Encasing Vinnie Somerset’s ashes inside.

The martial artists of the town were all dumbfounded.

This...

Such an ability, how could they fight?

If it weren’t for the owner of the Dragon Tea House revealing the truth earlier, they would’ve died not knowing how!

Too formidable!

The iron coffin was completed.

Vinnie Somerset would never rise again!

Julius Reed turned, looking around.

Finally, he saw the hidden Horre Jackson among the crowd.

"Chairman Horre Jackson."

Julius Reed walked over, scaring Horre Jackson into covering his face, shouting, "Horre Jackson isn’t here, you mistook me!"

"Is that so?"

Julius Reed pushed aside Horre Jackson’s hand, scaring him to kneel down immediately, wetting his pants.

With such Divine Skills!

Who would dare provoke him!

"Chairman Horre Jackson, don’t panic, I just want to talk to you about something. Take a look at Vinnie Somerset’s burial fees; they should be high, shouldn’t they..."

After Julius Reed finished, Horre Jackson quickly nodded: "I’ll ask for ten thousand taels of gold! Not a penny less, or else go feed the wolves!"

Of course.

Inside a giant steel coffin, unless the wolves were made of adamantium, how could they taste the ashes?

"Very good." Julius Reed nodded, disappearing into the street.

Not minding those martial artists behind him at all.

He acts without needing to say much.

Just as Julius Reed left, a car quickly drove over.

"Where’s that reckless Julius Reed’s body!" Vinnie Somerset’s son, Hollis Somerset, jumped off the car, excitedly asking: "Where is it! Dare to go against this young master! Hahaha!"

Upon hearing Julius Reed was in trouble today, Hollis Somerset drove over on purpose, wanting to settle the score from Caelum Danvers’ banquet.

Whoosh!

But suddenly.

A knife pierced through him from behind.

Immediately after.

The second, the third knife...