Dragon Lord Crane Smith

Chapter 2 Deliverance of Daughters

Stone City, a city under the jurisdiction of Q State.

Rowan Collins was a rich man from Stone City, and at this moment, he was leisurely smoking a

cigarette in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Stone City.

Around him, were a couple of tattooed hulks, and in the corner, a dirty dog cage.

"Brothers, do work well, Mr. Luca said that when he gets Flora Chambers in his hands, there will be

heavy rewards!"

"Okay, Mr. Rowan!"

A fat man beside Rowan stood up, grabbed the rubber gloves next to him, and walked towards the dog

cage in the corner.

Looking at Nadia and Megan, who were covered in filth and cuddled together and shivering, the fatty

spat at them with a smile, "Little bastard, if you want to blame, blame your mother, that bitch Flora

Chambers showed a cold face to Mr. Luca."

"If she had served Mr. Luca well, you two bastards need not to suffer like this."

Seeing that Megan was staring at him with icy eyes as if she was looking at a dead man, the fatty

grabbed Megan's collar, "Little bastard, this look is as annoying as that of your mother, high and

mighty."

The fatty said, slapping Megan hard across the face twice.

"Let go of my sister, let go of my sister."

"My mother is not a bitch, she is the best mother, let go of my sister ......" Little Nadia was shaking with

fear, but still stubbornly defended her sister and her mother.

The fatty slapped Nadia aside and then, with one hand around Megan's neck and the other rubber-

gloved hand, grabbed a handful of smelly dog food and shoved it into Megan's mouth as everyone let

out a sick laugh.

Nadia climbed to her feet and rushed up again, trying to shield her sister.

"Little bastard, if you want me to stop beating your sister, drink this, not a drop left, or I'll have the

Tibetan mastiff bite her to death." The fatty pointed to a nearby pot of slop and gave Nadia a grim

smile.

After hesitating, Nadia crawled over to the slop pot and drank as she choked out a sob saying not to hit

her sister and she would drink.

The people around the room watched with fascination, recording videos and occasionally letting out a

sick laugh.

At that moment, the roar of a helicopter came from the air.

The crowd looked up to see a Silver Dragon helicopter, slowly landing, with a dozen combat aircrafts,

guarding the perimeter.

The gusts of wind stirred by the wings made it seem as if a shadow had fallen over the small yard.

At the machine window, all that was revealed were red, murder-filled eyes.

The people in the courtyard felt as if they were being stared at by death God, and the chill went to their

bones, and their bodies could not help but shiver.

What was with all the planes? And combat aircrafts too.

The fatty and the others felt a bout of confusion, and then, they were even more shocked.

The hatch opened and a man, like a hawk, leapt down from the helicopter, which was tens of meters

high.

The fatty, who was still dazed, was directly stepped on the head by Crane, who had fallen from the sky,

and his head instantly shattered into pulp.

After landing on the ground, looking at Nadia and Megan who were suffering from humiliation in the

cage, Crane's eyes could not move away anymore.

His own daughters were being abused ......

"Bastard!" Crane's eyes were red, his body turned into a cloud of residual shadows, and the man who

was recording the video, whose head seemed like a fragile watermelon, was blown apart by Crane's

fist.

Then Crane ripped open the dog cage door, his body peeked into the dog cage, and reached out to

hold the two children tightly in his arms, "My daughters, my daughter, I am...... I am late."

Crane's voice choked and tears seized his eyes.

They were his own daughters.

Megan ducked backwards, her icy eyes not even wavering even as she sat on her butt on the filthy

excrement.

"You're ...... you're daddy?" Nadia faltered and looked at Crane in confusion.

Nadia looked at the strange man in front of her with an overwhelming sense of closeness in his bones.

Crane nodded vigorously, "I'm daddy, I'm your daddy."

"Are you really Daddy?" Nadia's fearful eyes burst with longing, but then they grew dark and lifeless

again, "But Mommy says I don't have a daddy."

Daddy, such a simple word, was luxury for Nadia, and whenever she saw others holding their father's

hand, Nadia was envious.

But she was afraid to ask her mother where her father was because her mother would be sad.

Hearing Nadia's words, Crane's heart seized, remorse and self-blame filled his heart at once, "I am

sorry to your mother and to you guys. I am back and will never leave you guys again."

After Nadia froze, she jumped into Crane's arms and bawled, "Daddy ...... Daddy ...... we have a daddy

from now on ...... "

The child's heartrending cries moved all who heard them to tears.

Megan stood there, looking at Crane with an expressionless face, wanting to say something.

Crane had just freed a hand to hold Megan, but Nadia's cries stopped abruptly and she was

unconscious.

"Nadia, Nadia, don't you scare Daddy."

"Emma, take a quick look at my daughter, what's wrong with her?"

Crane, who would not even be the slightest bit scared in the face of a thousand armies, looked at his

unconscious daughter and panicked, feeling as if the sky was about to collapse.

A woman in a military uniform, quickly stepped forward and touched Nadia's pulse, "Lord Smith, Young

Lord is weak, plus her emotions are fluctuating, so she fainted. Don't worry, Lord Smith, I will make

sure she is fine."

Perhaps the name Emma were unheard of except by the people of the Cryptoclidus Palace, but her

other name, Military Top Doctor, was a legend throughout the medical world.

The world was shocked by the medical skills of the Military Top Doctor, who suddenly disappeared

without a trace three years ago.

Who would have thought that she was actually just one of the Eight Guards Dragon Lord of the

Cryptoclidus Palace, Emma.

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her.

To the hospital?

The consultations and protocols of the world's top hospitals were not as good as a single word and a

silver needle from Emma.

Megan followed Emma with an expressionless face, and Crane tried to pick up Megan, but Megan

simply ignored him.

Crane could hardly imagine what they had gone through in the past few years, for Megan, a five year

old, to develop such a cold personality.

As Crane stood there motionless, an endless rage began to radiate from his body.

Dare to abuse her daughters, go to hell!

Crane slowly turned around and looked at Rowan and the others who had long been paralyzed with

fear.

Even if Rowan was stupid, he could understand at this moment that this person in front of him was

someone he simply could not afford to mess with.

The men who came down from the plane were all murderous, and the weapons and equipment they

carried were all glowing with a regal cold light.

The two ferocious Tibetan mastiffs had long since hid in a corner and shivered.

"Please, spare my life, it's all because Mr. Luca told me to do it, it's none of my business." Seeing

Crane turn around, Rowan immediately crawled in front of Crane and kowtowed his head desperately.

"Kill him!"

With a command from Crane, except for Rowan, those of his lapdogs had their throats slit or their

heads ripped off.

Looking at the painful Dragon Lord and the inhumanly tortured Young Lords, the rage of the people of

Cryptoclidus Palace had long been like a volcano about to erupt, and even if they scraped these beasts

with a thousand swords, it would not be enough to relieve their heart's hatred.

Rowan directly fainted by the bloody scene.

Immediately afterwards, with a flash of cold light, a sharp knife pierced through Rowan's thigh, pinning

him to the ground, and Rowan came to his senses with an awful scream.

"Say it, where is Flora Chambers?" Crane looked at the wailing Rowan and asked coldly.

"Really ...... it's really none of my business, I ......"

Before the words were out of his mouth, another sharp knife was thrust into Rowan's thigh.

"I'll ask again, where is Flora Chambers?" Crane could no longer control his killing intention.

"She’s, she’s in ...... Luca Duncan's Lakeside Villa. It was him, it was him who asked me to torture your

daughters and use them to blackmail that bitch Flora Chambers to sleep with him ...... ahhh!" The

moment Rowan said the wrong word, a third knife was nailed to his thigh.

He, Crane, owed Flora so much, how could he allow others to insult her with a single word?

Crane never dreamed that Flora was pregnant back then, and what was even more unexpected was

that she had to give birth to the children even though she was banished from the family.

And he actually knew nothing about this, causing her and her daughters to suffer so much, he could

hardly atone for his sins even if he lost his life to her!

At this time, Rowan’s cell phone dropped on the ground rang, lying on the ground, Rowan saw it and

said to Crane, "Luca Duncan is calling, it was all because he told me to do so, it's not my business, he

......"

"Pick it up." Crane flung out a word coldly.

Let alone what Mr. Luca, even if it is the King of Heaven, if he dares to bully his woman and children,

he is entitled to die today!

Rowan picked up the phone with a shudder.

"Rowan, chop off all four hands of those two little bastards. The woman won't even behave well, for

fuck's sake."

A vicious command came out of Rowan's phone.