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Chapter 1013: Chapter 113 Three Men Walking Together
Gonzalez City, inside a small diner.
Jensen Cook sipped his liquor, consuming a plate of peanuts before him.
Tasteless.
A tattoo of the five poisons adorned his neck, and his shaved head glistened beneath the light.
The looks of a bad man.
The diner’s owner didn’t even dare to ask him for money; he just automatically set out the peanuts and Mr. Jackson’s liquor.
Take it or leave it.
Half an hour earlier, based on information provided by Horton Moore, Jensen Cook had arrived in Gonzalez City.
Upon locating Aron Jackson, he secretly used a poisoned needle to take down this local big shot.
Then he sat down here to drink.
To eat peanuts.
To wait for someone.
Five minutes later.
A man wearing sunglasses pushed open the door of the diner and looked around.
"Over here!"
Jensen Cook gestured at the table with his hand.
The man, dressed in a light blue suit, spotted Jensen Cook and immediately walked over.
He sat down opposite.
"Brother Dragon."
He took off his sunglasses, revealing his face.
"Horton Moore."
Jensen Cook picked up a peanut, annoyed, and said, "My son’s death, you’re responsible for it."
"I know."
Horton Moore smiled, nodding as he pulled out a bank card and gently pushed it across.
"The PIN is your birthday. Two billion as compensation."
"What kind of man do you take me for!" Jensen Cook pocketed the card, his tone icy, "My son can’t die for nothing! According to the information you provided, Aron Jackson, the big boss of Gonzalez City, has been poisoned by me. He’s bound to die within ten hours!"
In his mind, what’s the use of poison if it doesn’t cause a swift, bloodless death?
Would that do justice to his reputation as the Abernathy Poison King?
But Horton Moore didn’t allow it, insisting on a slow-acting poison.
"The Poison King truly is fearsome!"
Horton Moore gave a thumbs up, full of admiration, "I didn’t let you kill him right away because I wanted to ’lure the tiger away from the mountain.’ Aron Jackson is Julius Reed’s good brother; once he’s poisoned, Julius Reed will surely rush back here. Then, it’ll be easy for us to nab Julius Reed’s wife."
"Is that useful? Look, I’d kill my own woman without batting an eye. Who cares about some woman’s life or death!"
Jensen Cook frowned slightly.
In Abernathy, at the Cook Family stronghold!
He, Jensen Cook, had seventy wives!
"Brother Dragon, the normal world doesn’t work like yours,"
Horton Moore’s eyes briefly showed disdain, but it quickly disappeared.
"Before I took action, I thoroughly investigated Julius Reed’s character, preferences, and habits. Finally, I discovered his fatal weakness!"
"Learned men sure have a lot of nonsense!"
Jensen Cook opened his mouth wide and directly turned the plate, pouring all the peanuts into his mouth.
"Spit it out, what’s your finding. If it weren’t for you stopping me, I would have gone straight for Julius Reed and made him beg for mercy on his knees!"
As the Abernathy Poison King, he had great skills.
Having his two most beloved sons killed, he was now solely focused on revenge.
But Horton Moore kept getting in his way, continuously exaggerating the opponent, making him very unsatisfied.
"Julius Reed’s weakness is his wife,"
Horton Moore whispered, seeing that the coast was clear, "His wife isn’t skilled at anything, just a dead weight. But the thing is, Julius Reed cares deeply for her."
What enabled Horton Moore to rise was his meticulous work ethic and strong analytical skills!
Ever since escaping the capital, he had been arranging for people to investigate, nearly turning Julius Reed’s life upside-down!
"Less crap! Just tell me what should I do!" Jensen Cook was nearly out of patience.
Taking a life was easy for him!
Why make it so complicated?
"Right now..."
Horton Moore glanced at his plain wristwatch and began, "Julius Reed should have already received news of Aron Jackson being poisoned. I’ll take you, and another friend, to capture his wife! Once we have control..."
Bang!
Before he could finish, Jensen Cook grabbed Horton Moore by the neck and slammed him against the wall, "There’s someone else?"
"Ano... another friend..."
Horton Moore’s face turned red, struggling to speak clearly.
"You dare play games with me?"
Jensen Cook narrowed his eyes, his aura murderous, "Using me?"
If it weren’t for the money, he would have already killed Horton Moore!
The man had been brought by Horton Moore!
And he hadn’t even seen his son’s body!
This grudge, Jensen Cook could never let go of it!
Two billion was a lot, but not enough for the lives of his two sons.
They were the successors Jensen Cook had chosen for the future.
"Brother Dragon, this man also bears a grudge against Julius Reed, and he’s very capable. I was thinking that if we work together, things would be more secure..."
Horton Moore’s voice got softer and softer until it nearly disappeared.
He was struggling to breathe!
A big hand was tightly squeezing his neck.
"Take me to him!"
Jensen Cook released his grip and said coldly, "You better not be lying to me! Otherwise, I’ll make your life worse than death!"
As he finished speaking, a snake suddenly leaped from his waist and bit Horton Moore’s arm!
The piercing pain spread instantly throughout Horton Moore’s body.
At the same time, the wound felt numb and tingly.
Very strange.
"This is snake venom. Without the antidote in three days, you’re as good as dead!"
Jensen Cook blew a whistle lightly, and the snake slowly retracted.
"Let’s go!"
He said with a stern face.
"Okay, I’ll take you there right now..."
Horton Moore gasped for air, finally recovering from the nearly suffocating experience.
That was close.
A few seconds later, and he might already have been dead.
Before leaving, Horton Moore left a hundred dollars on the table.
As payment for the meal.
He and Jensen Cook were different.
A man of dignity.
Walking out of the restaurant, Jensen Cook gently touched his bald head.
He now suspected whether it was Horton Moore who had killed his two sons and was now teaming up with someone else to target him.
After all, the death of Lennon Cook and Marvin Cook was all based on the word of Horton Moore’s family.
Just fine, he would meet the expert Horton Moore mentioned today.
Then kill them to show off his own strength.
The two walked out of the restaurant along the street for three hundred meters, under an overpass.
It was all vehicles here, with hardly any pedestrians.
"Where is the person!"
Jensen Cook shouted unhappily.
It was pitch dark all around, and the lighting was poor.
But there were no other figures.
"Mr. Warm, please come out and meet us."
No sooner had Horton Moore spoken than a third figure appeared under the overpass, which previously had only two.
A man in a black robe and a black hooded cloak suddenly appeared.
Without making a sound.
At the same time, the man also had a Longsword hanging from his waist.
"Nathanael Warm, Mr. Warm."
Horton Moore introduced: "This is Jensen Cook, known as the Poison King of Abernathy, the lord of the Cook Family."
After escaping from the capital, he had called to arrange for an investigation of Julius Reed when he was overheard by Nathanael Warm coming down from Mountain of Leaving.
With a Longsword against his neck, Horton Moore immediately became Nathanael Warm’s underling.
Afterwards, they contacted Jensen Cook to come together to Gonzalez City.
"Pleased to meet you!"
After carefully sizing him up, Jensen Cook walked over leisurely and extended a hand, "I am pleased to meet you."
As he finished speaking, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes!
Whoosh!
The black snake from his waist streaked out like lightning!
Even the quickest reflexes could not dodge in time!
A curve formed on the corner of Jensen Cook’s mouth.
Is this what they call a master?
Quicker than his own poisonous snake?
Whoosh!
Clang!
But the next moment, a cold light flashed.
Jensen Cook hadn’t even seen what happened when the black snake was slashed into two, falling to the ground.
"The second time I draw my sword, it will be your head that falls off."
Nathanael Warm said coldly.
