Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 2626: Ambush

"Brother Martinez. I feel the water on Demarco Mount is a bit murky?"Eric Jackson and Iwan Martinez led a patrol at the foot of the mountain.

Remembering the scene by Julius Reed’s window made him slightly uncomfortable.

Too many women, can be trouble.

"You just need to do your own job well, and you’ll be fine." Iwan Martinez laughed loudly, carrying a wine barrel: "Relax, you were handpicked by Julius Reed, these women won’t give you a hard time."

"What do you mean?" Eric Jackson felt uncertain about his future.

"With a lot of women, they supervise each other, which is beneficial to you. What are you afraid of? As soon as someone makes a mistake, the others will immediately tell Julius Reed." Iwan Martinez saw through it long ago, so he only drank, not interested in women.

"If you put it that way, then I..."

"Shh!"

Iwan Martinez stopped him, raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

The surroundings were very complex.

Demarco Mount is a large mountain!

The surrounding area is a continuous range of mountains!

It’s easy to hide people here.

But both Iwan Martinez and Eric Jackson are experts; they know where people might appear.

Especially Iwan Martinez, who is well-versed in Red River Aro’s tricks.

Through analysis, he chose this route.

True enough!

Eric Jackson listened carefully, hearing footsteps.

He extended his finger, showing a number.

"3!"

Three people!

He signaled to his subordinates, then gestured to Iwan Martinez.

Meanwhile, he began the countdown!

When he clenched his fist!

A group of people suddenly appeared!

Bang!

Eric Jackson grabbed one person’s neck with his left hand, breaking the opponent’s arm with his right!

Crack!

Bone shattered!

"Ah!"

With a scream, Eric Jackson pinned the person face down on the ground.

Ensuring he had no time for suicide.

Iwan Martinez’s wooden sword flicked, with a simple and sharp move, directly breaking the opponent’s arm.

As a mist of blood burst out, the person fainted.

Intense pain, few could endure.

The remaining subordinates subdued the third person, Silvio Reed’s underling.

"Grandpa Martinez?"

The person Eric Jackson held down saw Iwan Martinez and froze.

The top fighter under Silvio Reed, why was he dealing with him?

"We’re on the same side, a misunderstanding! I was sent by Red River Aro!"

He pleaded, thinking seeing Iwan Martinez meant he would be saved.

"Sorry, I’m no longer under Lord Lee Four’s command. Now, I just want to drink." Iwan Martinez smiled slightly, in that man’s shocked eyes, he calmly said: "Red River Aro’s subordinates are mostly deceitful, use the strongest means, smash every bone of his."

After Iwan Martinez finished speaking, the man’s face changed directly.

"I’ll go first!"

Iwan Martinez struck back with his sword, ripping the clothes of the man being held by his subordinates, shattering more than a dozen bones.

The man didn’t die, but the screams were continuous.

According to Red River Aro’s methods, they operated in groups of three.

Each group, within a two-kilometer radius, nobody else would be around.

So Iwan Martinez wasn’t worried about anyone hearing.

"Grandpa Martinez, are you really..." The person seemed some disbelief.

"Speak, or die." Iwan Martinez sneered slightly: "I’ve been working for Silvio Reed, but Silvio Reed doesn’t care about me, letting me die without concern, why should I continue working for him?"

"If that’s the case!"

The person hesitated a moment, seeing the misery of his companions, steeled himself and said: "Anyway, I’m dead. If you, Grandpa Martinez, can give me a quick end, I’ll be grateful!"

"This time, Red River Aro led the team, we’re here to find Quella Radcliffe and probe Julius Reed’s situation. Red River Aro brought thirty people, divided into ten groups. We promised to gather at the cemetery ten miles from Demarco Mount before nightfall."

The spy explained everything he knew.

"You don’t make calls?" Eric Jackson was a bit curious.

Satellite phones are unaffected by signal interference.

Though it’s a big mountain, calls are more efficient.

"You’re not professional." Iwan Martinez shook his head: "Any radio wave can be monitored, this is Demarco Mount! The headquarters of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. Any electronic signals here are dead-end."

"Indeed professional." Eric Jackson realized suddenly.

Indeed, these spies and assassins are not roles just anyone can play.

Sure enough, Demarco Mount’s surveillance methods are very powerful.

Any slight mistake would be tracked.

"The cemetery here..." Iwan Martinez began to ponder; he rarely visits Demarco Mount, so isn’t very familiar.

"That cemetery, back then when The North Sea invaded Demarco Mount, many died. The Holy Master arranged a pit and buried them."

A guardian of Demarco Mount accompanying them explained: "Everyone says the grievances are heavy, so nobody goes there. It’s desolate, people avoid it. These people chose cautiously."

"Yes, Red River Aro also said so. The traitors’ bodies are creepy, plus it’s been deserted for years, it’s safest."

The person caught had very complex feelings.

Even Iwan Martinez, Silvio Reed’s top operative, betrayed; is their loyalty worthwhile?

Not worthwhile.

That’s why Eric Jackson brought Iwan Martinez.

To let these people see; persisting has little meaning.

"I’ve said everything, Grandpa Martinez, give me a quick end."

The person prepared to be killed.

In this line of work, almost nobody survives.

Once failed, it’s immediate death.

"Go, don’t follow Silvio Reed anymore. With your skills, starting a martial arts school could let you live peacefully for life."

Iwan Martinez waved his hand, Eric Jackson hesitated but let go, releasing him.

"Really?" The person seemed hesitant.

"I’m not lying." Iwan Martinez smiled lightly.

These people made no mistakes.

The one at fault was Silvio Reed.

"Directly pull in the net, head to the cemetery and wait for Red River Aro." Iwan Martinez drank some wine, wiped his mouth, and walked away.

Everyone left.

Only the three caught remained.

"Sorry, brothers."

The person freed by Iwan Martinez took out his weapon, killed his two companions.

To leave, it was the best solution.

The cemetery was located not far from Demarco Mount.

But because they’re traitors, here is very desolate.

Some areas showed traces of burnt paper, likely descendants secretly burning offerings.

Iwan Martinez gestured, Eric Jackson arranged for people to scatter immediately.

Waiting for Red River Aro and his people.

The cemetery returned to its usual tranquility.

"Do you think Red River Aro will come? The person you freed won’t mess things up?"

Eric Jackson was somewhat worried.

If news leaked, wouldn’t they be trapped?

"When I, Iwan Martinez, do things, I’m mostly confident. Moreover, who are we afraid of?" Iwan Martinez slapped Eric Jackson’s chest: "Have confidence, Julius Reed values you, don’t always look down on yourself, understand?"

"Alright." Eric Jackson’s current mood wasn’t as good as before.

But after killing Red River Aro, he felt good.

Just then.

Footsteps approached.

Someone crept into the cemetery, starting to shoot inside.