Dragon Master

Hopkins was over fifty years old. Martial arts clubs had brought him a lot of money and it was fair enough to say that he had disciples all over the world. After earned enough money and reputation, he passed all his martial club business to his sons and began enjoying his life. Whether his sons can handle the business was out of his concerns. They could take care of themselves well enough and if not, Hopkins could always give them a hand.

Sitting in his recliner and fanning, Hopkins closed his eyes and hummed a Peking opera. Life could not be more comfortable.

He felt a bit annoyed when the phone rang. ‘Which bastard again? They just cannot leave me alone. It is a waste of time to teach them that they cannot even handle a single matter by themselves.’ He picked up his mobile annoyingly and glanced at the caller ID. It was Brodie. Hopkins hesitated.

It was hard to say whether Brodie was Hopkins’s disciple or not. In earlier years when Hopkins needed money, Brodie sent a valuable gift in order to become his disciple. Hopkins took Brodie in unwillingly and did helped Brodie a lot those years. Since money became less a problem, Hopkins gradually alienated himself from Brodie. Helping Brodie to settle those dirty works really discredited Hopkins.

Reputation became Hopkins’ top priority when he didn’t need to worry about money. He even dreamt of being honored as a World Master and such. His reputation would surely rise among his peers.

Hopkins pressed reject fiercely but Brodie called again. Hopkins frowned and answered the phone, “Hello, Brodie. I am not feeling well recently. ” He coughed and said. Hopkins pretended to be sick and hoped Hopkins would leave him alone. “Hello, Mr. Hopkins. I know what you mean but I would not call if I am not in trouble. So please don’t play game with me.” Hopkins’s face turned gray and cursed silently. ‘Your trouble also means trouble to me! How could you push your trouble to me like this?’

Hopkins said, “You bastard. What do you want again? How about we just cut off our relationship once and for all?”

a long sorrow. If this mentoring relationship kept going on, Hopkins would definitely be dragged in Brodie’s dirty works. Brodie laughed coldly and said, “That is not how you used to say when you needed my money. You said you can help me with anything. You can sort out any trouble.” Hopkins felt as if someone punched him in the chest.

club back then? I have the video of you two in bed. I am so jealous of your vigor Mr.

you as my disciple.” Hopkins was furious. He hated the feeling of being threatened. Cruelty flashed through Brodie’s eyes and he said, “Mr. Hopkins, you are no better than me. You have no right to judge me. Help me this time and we

I am coming

I’ll be waiting

anger. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. “That son of a bitch! I should kill this mother fucker back then!” he cursed. Hopkins took a few disciples with him and

and walked to his desk. “Mr. Hopkins is on the way. You better get your stuff and fuck off. Or you will be crying like

make me cry

not work. Hopkins was

100 million dollars. In no way he could afford that