[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law":3,"chapter-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1350":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Legend of Dragon Son-in-law",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1749884,2236,"Chapter 1348: 1348: Renouncing the Underworld","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1350",1350,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1348: Chapter 1348: Renouncing the Underworld\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson’s heart skipped a beat, but soon he felt a thrill of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone says that one must see a living body or a dead corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he had found Delaney’s body, as long as he could successfully take it out, the credit would be his alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! The killer didn’t hold back!” Following the gaze of his underling, he walked to the wall, bent down, and gently touched Delaney’s cold corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chest had caved in, and blood was all over the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it had already dried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All the bones are shattered; the opponent is a master.” Seamus Jackson stood up, his expression serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he had accomplished something, at this moment, he felt a sense of sorrow for the fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Delaney was one of Hagan Marsh’s sworn brothers, and there were no conflicts of interest between Seamus Jackson and Delaney.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson shook his head, and Baley, the Japanese behind him, immediately stepped forward, picked up Delaney’s broken body, and strode towards the back door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after taking just two steps, he retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson subconsciously gripped the hidden weapon box in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not fond of strategizing, his years of fighting experience told him something was definitely happening outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, Baley wouldn’t have backed off like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap, tap, tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of leather shoes tapping on the floor slowly came in from the back door they had passed through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Into the urn one lures the enemy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sign of the person yet, but their voice was heard first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds later, a man in a black suit and a brown hat, his left hand in his suit pocket, and his right hand holding a cigar, casually appeared in front of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Excellency is…” Seamus Jackson looked at the man with a smile that was not quite a smile, while his ears were listening intently for sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to ascertain how many people were there, and what weapons they brought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Casey, Lyman Davenport.” The man put the cigar in his mouth and took a light puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if no one else existed, he blew out a cloud of smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lyman Davenport?” Upon hearing this name, Seamus Jackson gripped the hidden weapon box even tighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Rat Town’s Seventh Route, there are two masters, ‘Judge Davis’ Scott Davis, and the man before him, Mr. Casey, Lyman Davenport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scott Davis was always dressed like a scholar, a white paper fan in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this scholar was a Great Grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A discreet Great Grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew what Scott Davis was truly capable of, but Judge Davis had another nickname, ‘Undefeated Scholar.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Swimming City, no matter who he fought against, Scott Davis always ended in a draw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither winning nor losing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was so when he fought against common Martial Artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so it was when he crossed fists with other long-standing masters of Swimming City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the man before him seemed even more troublesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Seamus Jackson had never seen Mr. Casey, Lyman Davenport’s reputation was known to all in Swimming City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man, always dressed in a suit and shoes, had no weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, his weapons were his own two hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Scott Davis, Lyman Davenport was a butcher known for his mass killings in Swimming City!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To say he was a slaughterer in a suit was by no means an exaggeration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now facing him, even the ever-confident Seamus Jackson felt some trepidation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with their dozen people and a dozen hidden weapon boxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man stood alone at the door, apparently without backup?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a saying I need to clarify in advance.” Lyman Davenport, with the cigar between his lips and both hands in his trouser pockets, revealed a slight smile, “I’m here today to kill all of you. I’ll slaughter, but I won’t bury.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had the words left his mouth, than a dozen or so men in white linen garb from the Seventh Route rushed in through the back door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These men stood rigidly behind Lyman Davenport, unmoving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think there may be some misunderstanding.” Seamus Jackson gave Baley a signal with his eyes, his finger lightly resting on the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no misunderstanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyman Davenport, with the cigar in his mouth, took a light puff and exhaled a cloud of smoke, “I’m here to kill you all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who will win the fight is still undecided!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson suddenly raised his hidden weapon box and pulled the trigger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whiz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hidden weapon box fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyman Davenport’s body, even before Seamus Jackson released the weapons from the box, suddenly darted to the right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pellets from the weapon box grazed past him and hit several unguarded minions of the Seventh Route, blowing them away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the opportunity, Baley sprung into action!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung his strong arms forward in a smashing motion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyman Davenport spat the cigar out of his mouth and rapidly pulled his hands out from his trouser pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his left hand, he caught Baley’s wrist out of thin air; his right hand formed a fist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A punch thundered against the chest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ergh…” Baley groaned loudly, his complexion turning deathly pale in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second punch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack! Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four punches hammered out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of bones were smashed to pieces!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, Lyman Davenport grabbed the samurai Baley with both hands, his right foot fiercely kicking out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sequence of movements smooth as flowing water, he instantly turned the brawny man plotting a sneak attack into a corpse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protect the boss!” A Seventh Route expert swiftly darted out, trying to stop Baley’s heavy corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he felt as if he had run into a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his bones felt as though they were falling apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pretty weak.” Just as Baley’s body hit the ground, Lyman Davenport’s figure appeared before everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, his hands still in his pockets: “Who’s next?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go to hell!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson once again lifted his hidden-weapon box!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several steel balls sprayed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previously standing Lyman Davenport was suddenly lying on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel balls hit the Seventh Route lackeys once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyman Davenport’s hands heavily slapped the ground, and his whole body soared into the air, his fists howling as they smashed towards Seamus Jackson!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the hasty encounter, Seamus Jackson’s right hand bones were completely broken, sending him staggering backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hiss…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bent over in pain, his forehead covered in cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, you go first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several of Seamus Jackson’s underlings immediately rushed forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, brothers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lyman Davenport in front of him, Seamus Jackson steeled his heart, kicking apart a wooden table that blocked the main entrance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a fierce pull!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flung the door open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his movement stopped in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of him, dozens of Seventh Route lackeys holding hidden-weapon boxes were aiming right at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson pulled out his hidden-weapon box with his left hand and launched it at the crowd!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several steel balls shot out explosively, sending several Seventh Route lackeys flying away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking advantage of the gap in the defense line, Seamus Jackson fiercely threw out the darts in his hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish! Swish! Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ground littered with corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Hagan Marsh’s strongest adopted son in combat, Seamus Jackson had more than enough to deal with these lackeys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the entrance to Rat Town was already sealed, and there were pursuers behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where to go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus Jackson stomped his foot and ran towards the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to disguise himself as an ordinary citizen and wait for reinforcements from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyman Davenport twisted the neck of the last man and casually dusted the jacket on his left shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Casey, he’s escaped!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Seventh Route lackey pointed to the corpses scattered outside and spoke up: “Should we inform Judge Davis?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Useless!” Lyman Davenport took off his hat, patted it, and put it back on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I broke his arm; the kid won’t get far. Let Judge Davis handle the search, I can’t be bothered to kill such trash. It would dirty my hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having said that, he stepped on a corpse and stretched out his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lackey immediately brought over a basin made of pure gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the basin was clean water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Washing hands in a golden basin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lyman Davenport placed his hands in it, and the water immediately turned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expressionless face was reflected on the surface of the water.\u003C\u002Fp>",1441,"2026-06-06T17:05:28.064Z",1,"novelbin.me","c48491b2b1cad25636b31b68ec97f9577b02b671d248996bb1f316ccfdd55ab1","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1401","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1349",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]