Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1089 - 1089 1089 Traitor

Chapter 1089: Chapter 1089: Traitor Chapter 1089: Chapter 1089: Traitor Julius Reed raised his finger in an instant.

Aron Jackson suddenly turned around!

Only to see, behind him, a poisonous egg had appeared out of nowhere!

“Run!”

Without any hesitation, Julius Reed grabbed Aron Jackson’s arm and dashed toward the door!

Just as they were about to reach the iron door, a loud noise came from behind them.

Boom!

It was deafening!

Aron Jackson only felt a tremendous force hit him, and he could hardly hear anything with his ears.

His body felt like it was falling apart.

He heavily fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Julius Reed shielded him from the blast wave; otherwise, Aron Jackson would not have survived, or he would have been severely injured.

“Cough cough…”

He coughed, gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and looked rather disheveled.

Julius Reed, however, stood in front of Aron Jackson, shaking the dust off his body, seemingly not too badly affected.

Compared to ordinary people, grandmasters have much stronger physical and agility.

Even so, Julius Reed still felt some pain in his body.

“We need to get out, this place might collapse.”

He looked at the basement where dust kept falling and quickly carried Aron Jackson on his back, running upstairs.

“Damn!

Who installed this!”

Aron Jackson’s face turned pale with anger, but he was powerless.

Luckily, the basement was a standalone structure, located behind the park area of the Bronze Sparrows Platform, with no buildings above.

This prevented more severe consequences.

“Boss, are you alright?”

After hearing the loud noise, Aron Jackson’s employees quickly ran to the stairway entrance.

Before they could go down, they saw Aron Jackson covered in dirt.

“I’m fine!

Go check the surveillance!

See who went to the basement!”

Aron Jackson shouted, out of breath and covered in dust.

Being sabotaged in his own property was probably one of the most frustrating things in the world.

After all, he was theoretically the boss of Gonzalez City.

Bars and similar entertainment venues often have disturbances.

That’s why there were many surveillance cameras.

In no time, an employee ran over with a laptop.

“Boss, we’ve pulled up the video for you to review.”

The employee handed over the laptop respectfully and asked in a low voice, “Should we take you to the hospital?”

“Take me to the hospital my ass!

I’m not dying yet!”

Aron Jackson snatched the laptop and walked into his office.

Following him, Julius Reed flicked the dust off his body and also went inside.

Mark Jackson was no longer there.

On the desk, there was a photo of Teddy Lena.

“This guy never forgets a woman he’s seen and can recognize them instantly.”

Aron Jackson noticed Julius Reed’s confusion and explained.

He had known Mark Jackson for a long time, and although he didn’t like his character, he acknowledged his abilities.

Especially when it came to women, Mark Jackson was second to none.

Aron Jackson opened the laptop and clicked on a video file on the desktop.

This was the basement surveillance.

Even though it was a basement, the corridor lights were always on.

Many beverages were stored here, and waiters often came down.

When the video started playing, a man in a black hoodie looked around to make sure no one was around and then entered the basement.

The man paced back and forth in the basement corridor, finally stopping in front of the iron door holding three men.

He pushed the door and entered.

About five minutes later, the man came out.

Seeming to notice the surveillance camera above, he walked directly under it.

He took off his hood.

Revealing a familiar face.

His face bore a mocking smile.

After pausing for half a minute, the man put on his hood and quickly left.

“Horton Moore!”

Seeing the man’s true face, Aron Jackson instantly clenched his fist.

“Son of a bitch!”

Whoosh!

Aron Jackson slammed his fist on the table, angrily shouting, “Someone dared to mess around right under my nose.

Boss, I took care of him!”

The Bronze Sparrow Platform was Aron Jackson’s den, where all his employees were stationed.

Yet someone had managed to infiltrate the well-secured basement of the Bronze Sparrow Platform and plant a bomb on the wall.

It was a slap in his face.

Especially Horton Moore’s last ghostly smile at the surveillance camera.

It was outright mockery.

“If you could find Horton Moore, would I need to hire scum like Mark Jackson?”

Julius Reed said indifferently.

That comment instantly deflated Aron Jackson.

Horton Moore was as elusive as Devlin himself.

Such a person was hard to catch.

“Why not think about how Horton Moore managed to enter your Bronze Sparrow Platform as if he were in uninhabited territory?”

Julius’s statement served as a wakeup call for Aron Jackson.

He quickly rewound the video, closely observing every detail.

After watching it three times,

Aron Jackson picked up the phone on his desk, “Call Lamont Martin and have him bring the brothers over.”

When he spoke, his tone was as sharp as a knife!

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“Since Dominating Tiger’s death, you’ve tightened your supervision over the employees.

But the human heart is flesh, alive with desires.”

Julius crossed his arms and spoke softly, “As long as there’s profit to be made, they dare to do anything.”

“Damn!

A bunch of ungrateful wolves!”

Aron Jackson rubbed his hands nonstop, his face already flushed red.

Betrayal!

He hated betrayal the most!

On the surveillance footage, Lamont Martin, who was supposed to be patrolling, suddenly ran off with the employees to play poker at the bar.

Three minutes later, Horton Moore, wearing a hat, entered the basement.

After Horton left, Lamont Martin looked around and returned to his post.

Thump!

There was a knock at the door.

“Come in.”

Aron Jackson said gravely.

“Boss, did you need me for something?”

Lamont Martin, along with five other employees, entered Aron Jackson’s office.

Upon seeing Julius, they neatly greeted, “Brother Davenport!”

“Can’t I call you without a reason?”

Aron Jackson pulled open a drawer and slowly took out a hidden weapon box.

Slap!

“Lamont Martin!

I give you fifty thousand a month!

Why would you betray me!

Explain!”

He slammed the hidden weapon box on the table, pointing at Lamont Martin, “You backstabbing scum!”

Thump!

Frightened by this, Lamont Martin immediately knelt on the floor.

“Boss, I am loyal to you, there must be some misunderstanding?”

He looked at Aron Jackson in terror, at a loss for words.

“Why did you leave your post during duty hours and take the brothers to play mahjong?”

Aron Jackson held the hidden weapon box in one hand and a laptop in the other.

“Explain this to me!”

He pointed to the screen on the laptop with the hidden weapon box, his teeth clenched, “Let’s hear it.”

“This…”

Lamont Martin collapsed, his face as white as paper.

“Boss, someone gave me five hundred thousand to keep the brothers occupied.

I never imagined…”

Whoosh!

Aron Jackson didn’t let him finish.

A hidden weapon shot out from the box.

Lamont Martin’s body lay on the floor, blood flowing everywhere.

“Five hundred thousand almost cost me my life!”

He tucked the hidden weapon box back into his waistband, pointing at the remaining few, “Get out, and tell the brothers about this!

Let them weigh how much their lives are worth!”

“Get lost!”

After a loud bellow, the employees, terrified, pee running down their legs.

Yet, they still shakily dragged Lamont Martin’s body, their boss’s body, outside.

“One Devlin is already enough of a headache.

Horton Moore must be dealt with!”

Julius finished speaking and walked over to Aron Jackson’s side, “In these critical times, be vigilant of your surroundings.

I’ll be back after a trip.

Keep an eye on Mark Jackson.”