Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 1134

Chapter 1134: Chapter 1134: Presumptuous Chapter 1134: Chapter 1134: Presumptuous When the crystal dining table was lifted off the ground, the guests around were so frightened that they fell over.

The table must have weighed at least a few hundred pounds!

Especially Terry Moore's voice, it simply overwhelmed everyone around him.

“Quick!

Protect Mr.

Cook!”
John saw Terry Moore make a move and was startled, immediately stepping in front of Callum Cook.

But it seemed that Terry Moore didn't care about Callum Cook at all and instead headed straight for the door.

His footsteps getting faster and faster!

“Move!”
The security captain shouted and started to run!

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Swoosh!

But in the next moment!

The crystal dining table smashed down on the marble sarcophagus, pinning several people underneath who hadn't managed to dodge in time.

The entire place fell silent.

The guests were left stupified, even now not having recovered from the shock.

Someone dared to cause trouble on Cook Family territory in Morwenna?

Were they insane?

But there were also some who were secretly anticipating!

They were quite eager to see how the Cook Family would handle the situation.

“You motherfucker hit me!”
Karen lightly patted her cap, shaking off a pile of broken glass.

“Damn!

Brother Terry, I did it to save you!

If you won't thank me, that's fine, but how dare you scold me?” Terry Moore frowned slightly while showing off his muscular arms.

As if it wasn't satisfying enough.

He simply lifted his shirt and began to slap his abs forcefully.

“My God!

So handsome!”
A number of female comrades couldn't help exclaiming upon seeing Terry Moore's muscular build.

Perfect!

Handsome, and strong.

“So what if you have muscles?”
Karen punched Terry Moore on his shoulder, “Are they really that special?”
“Sorry, having strength really does let you do whatever you want!”
After saying that, Terry Moore grabbed Karen by the neck and threw her against the wall.

Swoosh!

The force was great; the cap fell off.

“Aiyo!

Damn Terry Moore, you're not a good bird at all!”
Karen stood up from the ground, carefully picked up her cap, and cursed with a look of aggrievement on her face.

Everyone was stunned.

Weren't these two friends?

Why were they fighting each other?

And it seemed like the bodybuilder put in a lot of effort in that hit!

He was clearly serious!

Even Ian Cook was totally bewildered.

He had been scared stiff, trembling behind the bodyguard.

And the two causing a scene seemed crazy?

“John, show them some color!”
Ian Cook's face was stern as ice.

He would have preferred if they really had come for him.

But now, the two nuts had made him lose face.

“Yes!”
John cracked his neck, an aura of menace about him as he walked over.

“It's John!

Those two are going to be unlucky!”
“I heard John started practicing martial arts when he was a kid, incredibly strong!

When Mr.

Cook was ambushed, John killed more than a dozen people with his bare hands!”
“These two fools are definitely going to get what's coming to them!

Let's just watch the show!”
Many who knew John were looking forward to the action when they saw him taking the field personally.

“Tell me truthfully, if I hadn't set my own phone number as the emergency number last time, would you have really sent me to the station?”
Karen jabbed her finger repeatedly into Terry Moore's chest.

“Bullshit!

Am I that kind of person?

The kind who would betray a brother?

You're insulting me!” Terry Moore slammed a punch onto Karen's chest, “I was afraid you'd die on a woman's bed, made you rest for half a month!”
“You're the one full of shit!” Karen shouted: “It was clearly you who said you'd treat me to a 'big sword'!”
“That's because we hadn't paid yet!

If I hadn't reported you, I would've had to pay for you!” Terry Moore yelled back, not convinced at all.

“You rich bastard!

You have hundreds of millions in your bank account, do you really need to screw me over for a few hundred bucks?” Karen grew angrier the more she spoke, “Had I known, I would've given you more laxatives!”
“Damn it!

I knew something was up when my new cat crapped all over my face!

Turns out it was your doing!

I'm covered in cat shit, head to toe!” Terry Moore clenched his fists with a cracking sound!

“My brand new Crayon Shin-chan tee!

You're paying for that!

And my rubber ducky underwear!”
The two were like fishwives cursing in the street, drawing an unstoppable crowd of onlookers.

“Look, that handsome guy still has a touch of innocence!”
A girl said dreamily.

“Totally!

But that guy in the duckbill cap is such a loser,” her companion chimed in agreement.

Just then, John clenched his fists, full of murderous intent, and strode over!

“Guys, you're being way too disrespectful!”
Smack!

John placed his hand on Terry Moore's shoulder and squeezed very hard.

“Be honest, did you delete the porn from my phone?” Karen's anger flared as she spoke.

“Do I look like that kind of person to you?

I haven't even touched your phone!” Terry Moore insisted, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance.

“Then who deleted the ten movies from my phone?” Karen adjusted her duckbill cap, talking to herself.

“Ten?

But I only saw three when I watched…” Terry Moore trailed off, then had a sudden realization, “You're scamming me!”
“Damn you, Terry Moore, it was you all along!” Karen was itching with rage.

The two exchanged barbs, completely ignoring John.

“I'm talking to you guys!” John felt utterly disrespected as his grip tightened.

“Beat it!

Can't you see we're having an argument here?”
Whoosh!

Terry Moore turned around and punched John right in the face.

Thump!

The foremost expert by Callum Cook's side, the renowned top bodyguard of Morwenna, was sent flying and lay motionless on the ground with blood pouring from his nose.

“To be honest, I deleted them,” Terry Moore confessed, his hands in his pockets, “Back in school, after I watch my classmates', I'd go straight to the teacher and snitch.

Even got rewarded for it.”
“Damn!

This guy's not only hot, he's straightforward too!

I'm in love!”
Many young ladies' hearts fluttered at the sight of Terry Moore.

But the rest of the crowd wasn't interested in romantic reveries.

Bodyguards rushed forward, checking for John's pulse at his neck.

“He's dead…”
These words dropped like a bomb, silencing the entire scene.

The invincible John, killed by a casual punch in the middle of an argument?

Even Callum Cook was taken aback.

“Alright, enough talk!”
Julius Reed stood up, taking Bamboo Whitaker by the hand, and slowly walked towards Callum Cook.

“Here stands the friend of Lucian Whitaker, bringing the Whitaker family's sole heir to wish Mr.

Cook happy birthday!”
At his words, everyone's heart skipped a beat!

Bamboo Whitaker?

The last of the Whitaker bloodline!

Ian Cook had searched for so long without success!

What's more, the Cook Family had boldly proclaimed that upon finding Bamboo, they would return all of the assets.

Now!

Bamboo Whitaker had appeared at Starlight Mansion!

What would the Cook Family do?

“It is said that the Cook Family promised to return Whitaker Corporation once Bamboo Whitaker emerged,” Julius Reed said, tugging Bamboo along as they stepped toward Callum Cook, “Does that promise still hold?”
The entire room fell silent!

Countless eyes were fixed on Callum Cook!

“This…”
Callum Cook had never imagined that Bamboo Whitaker would appear at his own birthday celebration!

“Someone, stop them!”
Quamane Cook came to his senses and shouted loudly.

Whoosh!

The words had barely left his mouth.

An arrow whistled through the air.

“Woosh!”
Julius Reed blew on the smoking barrel and said coolly, “The rightful owner of Whitaker Corporation is right beside me.

It's not your place to act up, you mutt!”

Chapter end

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