Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 547

Chapter 547: Chapter 547: The Road to the Underworld_1

“You dare!”

Beckett Carmichael’s face was equally grim, his fists clenched tightly!

This was to slap the face of a Carmichael Family member in front of Beckett Carmichael himself!

If Aron Jackson really hit them, then Beckett Carmichael would no longer be able to stay in the family.

The capital would go mad with rumors that the Carmichael family head couldn’t even protect one of his clan members.

To someone like Aron Jackson, they aren’t even worthy of a name in Beckett Carmichael’s eyes.

That’s why there was such a conversation during their first meeting at Willson Pavilion.

Now, even with the relationship with Julius Reed factored in, he could not tolerate someone shitting on his head!

“Aron Jackson, don’t push me too far! The power of Boss Carmichael is far beyond your comparison!”

Seeing both sides with swords drawn, Mr. Flower knew this was an opportunity.

To instigate trouble between Beckett Carmichael and Aron Jackson, using another’s hand to kill!

“Don’t you push me too far, otherwise don’t blame me for not giving Mr. Reed face!”

Beckett Carmichael had been restraining himself, but now, he felt insulted.

“Face?”

Aron Jackson burst into laughter, “Mr. Reed needs face from you? Beckett Carmichael, this group of people behind you, they planned to kill Mr. Reed at the exhibition and even boasted about wanting to take Mr. Reed’s wife, Quella Radcliffe to bed and play with her! Say it again, whose face should I be giving!”

Towards the end, Aron Jackson was almost shouting!

He walked over to the people lying on the ground, reaching out a hand.

A knife was immediately passed forward by one of his employees.

“You want face, right?”

Aron Jackson sneered at Beckett Carmichael, “I’ll give it to you!”

Thwack!

“No!”

Mr. Flower roared unwillingly, his eyes fiercely fixed on Aron Jackson, “I will make you bury them!”

All these people were employees brought from the capital by Mr. Flower, following him for many years already.

But now, he was powerless!

“Suffering? In pain?”

Aron Jackson sneered, lifting the knife and walking towards another person.

“No… please, spare my life!”

This man was shaking all over with fright but could only lie on the ground and keep begging for mercy, as his legs had been broken by a disciple of Willson Pavilion.

“When you were boasting about killing my boss, why didn’t you think of this day coming?”

Thwack!

“Boss? Who is your boss!”

Beckett Carmichael only then came to his senses. He turned around, grabbed Jake Carmichael by the collar, and roared, “Who have you offended!”

“I… I just offended a kid!”

Jake Carmichael’s legs went soft from fear, unable to understand why his boss had suddenly changed his attitude.

“Which kid!”

Upon hearing this, Beckett Carmichael immediately had a bad premonition.

He was well aware that Aron Jackson would not joke about such a matter.

If these people in front of him had truly offended Julius Reed, then wouldn’t his actions just now be…

“It’s him…”

Jake Carmichael pointed into the crowd.

Julius Reed was standing there by his bodyguard’s side, looking at them indifferently.

“Hiss!”

Everything went dark before Beckett Carmichael’s eyes, and he nearly fainted.

The worst had happened.

The one his clan members had offended was indeed Julius Reed!

“CEO Carmichael, he’s just a young man, not to be worried about…”

Slap!

Beckett Carmichael swung his arm round and fiercely slapped Mr. Flower across the face!

“CEO Carmichael, you…”

Mr. Flower hadn’t been prepared at all; he staggered back several steps, his face in shock as he looked at Beckett Carmichael, unable to fathom why this important person would strike him.

“A young man? You damn well killed me!”

Beckett Carmichael stomped his foot and quickly approached Julius Reed.

‘Thud’ went his knees as he knelt down!

“Great one! I… I was confused, I didn’t know it was you they had offended!”

He pressed his head firmly against the ground, his body trembling nonstop.

The sea battle had shown him just how terrifying the master known by his ancestors really was!

The unparalleled experts sent by the Roosevelt family had all perished at sea!

With such capability, wiping out his entire Carmichael family wouldn’t be difficult!

What troubled him most was that even he had no clear understanding of who Julius Reed truly was!

How many powers did he have by his side!

“This…”

Seeing this scene, Mr. Flower and Jake Carmichael were completely dumbfounded.

What was going on here?

The once unassailable Boss Carmichael was actually kneeling before that young man.

“Boss, what are you doing!”

Jake Carmichael hurried over, quickly approaching Beckett Carmichael, trying to help him up.

“Scram!”

Beckett Carmichael bellowed angrily, slapping Jake Carmichael across the face.

This useless fool had brought disaster upon him!

How daring was this ignorant Carmichael family member to offend his ancestor’s benefactor?

Was he tired of living!

“Boss, I…”

“Don’t call me boss anymore! From today on, whether you live or die, you’ll have no relation to my Carmichael family!”

Beckett Carmichael clenched his fists tight, kneeling on the ground, his head pressed hard against the floor, not daring to look up.

Even Mr. Flower was stunned now.

He took another glance at Julius Reed; aside from being handsome, he showed no other remarkable traits.

Who exactly was he, to make a Clan Leader of one of the four major families kneel on the ground, trembling all over?

Not even in the capital could there be someone with such authority.

And now, here in Gonzalez City, such a young man existed?

He just felt a numbness in his head, a chill throughout his body…

“Boss! How should we deal with this!”

Aron Jackson approached Julius Reed, speaking with utmost respect.

“What! Boss?”

Hearing Aron Jackson’s title, combined with the utterly respectful demeanor, Mr. Flower was utterly confused…

Who on earth was this young man…

“That should be enough, let them through!”

Julius Reed waved his hand, looking at Beckett Carmichael on the ground, “You really do need to discipline your employees, first your company manager, now a family member. Don’t disappoint me, don’t lose all the good impression I have of you.”

Having said that, he turned around and left.

Disappearing into the crowd.

After all, his wife was waiting for him; he had promised to accompany Quella Radcliffe shopping and couldn’t waste time here.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Jake Carmichael knelt on the ground, continuously expressing his gratitude.

“Now, may we go?”

Mr. Flower and Jake Carmichael approached Aron Jackson, shaking.

They had both heard Julius Reed say to make way for them.

“You may, well then, off you go!”

Aron Jackson, one foot resting on the car, pointed between his legs, “Crawl through.”

“Okay!”

Jake Carmichael and Mr. Flower exchanged glances, nodded, and knelt on the ground.

In the face of life and death, dignity was worthless.

One after the other, they crawled out from under Aron Jackson’s legs.

The crowd also instantly parted to open a path.

“This…”

Jake Carmichael pointed at the street sign, exclaiming in surprise, “Why is it the road to the underworld!”

There stood a street sign by the roadside, reading.

The road to the underworld.

Pfft!

At the roadside, several people armed with crossbows shot Mr. Flower and Jake Carmichael into pincushions.