Dragon Master

"This, this really can't be explained. Maybe he is really good at Kung Fu, like Bruce Lee."

Colletti can't explain Nuron's death, so he can only blame Maximilian and his martial arts.

"So, Connor said that is must be investigated, as it could really exist. Think about it. There are 8,000 people who are even more powerful than Maximilian. What a force they will be when they gather together? Even our BOSS can't afford it!"

When Thompson finished talking angrily, Colletti felt his cold sweats, and thought that he took it too simple.

"I understand. I will arrange my men to find out, and we will definitely find it out."

Finishing the words, Colletti picked up the phone and arranged his men to find out the truth according to what Connor said.

Thompson lowered his eyelids and asked, "Where's Frankie? He should have been sent to the laboratory."

"Yes, but I don't know the details."

"That's fine. Our task is to get blood samples from Maximilian. I am afraid we cannot count on the boxing match. Do you think there is any other way?"

Thompson didn't know how to deal with Maximilian. He was so good at Kung Fu that several men had been defeated by Maximilian. Thompson didn’t want to take the risk. If it was revealed that he ordered it, Maximilian would kill him immediately.

"There are other ways, like honey trap. We can find professionally trained agents and beauties to do this."

Colletti thought it was practical to seduce Maximilian with beautiful women, especially with fair-haired foreign girls, as it would definitely stimulate his desires. As long as he was aroused, he would be taken done in minutes.

"Well, it's a good idea. I don't think the beautiful woman who just hugged Maximilian is his wife. He must be a playboy, too." Thompson nodded and analyzed.

analyzed, the more Thompson thought it was appropriate,

good in Maximilian's eyes. Don't just pick what you think is good-looking.

choose according to the oriental aesthetics, and there will be

"Go, arrange it quickly."

tired. He thought it was an easy task,

in the Mercedes, and dared not

angry. I just joked with Canaan and asked him to call me Mrs. Lee. I won't

feel you are plotting something against me. What do

my father. When my father hugged me in my childhood, I had

"I just want to say, my master is not a middle-aged man, and

I was a child, my father was as old as Maximilian. My feelings are

face in her hands, Flora began to cry, and rubbed her eyes with her thumb behind her palm, and tears kept flowing

a chance to change. It's not a big deal. The real Mrs. Lee didn't hear it at all, so there won't

Canaan speaks for you, I will forgive you. In the future, you should not tell this kind

wiped her tears and said piteously, "I understand, and it won't happen again. I will be good, and don't drive me

again. Or I will throw

that Maximilian had gone too far, and

are you going back

navigation map and let Canaan

Flora to Sissi's ward. Upon seeing Maximilian, Sissi jumped directly into his arms and kissed Maximilian

here to see me. Who are this uncle and aunt?" Sissi

should call Sissi sister, but he just didn't know if he should be regarded as

this is Canaan, your father's apprentice. Just call