Dragon Master

Andrew returned to his office and smoked gloomily, trying to figure out a way to deal with Maximilian. He racked his brain and still could not come up with a good idea.

He had used every way he could think of on Maximilian. Not a single harm was done to Maximilian, but made him stronger instead. Recalling the past, Andrew even doubted whether he had made the right decision.

“It can’t be wrong. How could I be wrong? That little bastard, he will pay for it someday.”

“You are right” An abrupt voice broke out behind Andrew.

Andrew was startled and his fingers shook violently. The cigarette between his fingers shot out.

He turned hastily and looked behind, but no one was there. A cold sweat broke out on Andrew’s forehead. He thought he must have seen a ghost in daylight.

“Who? Who is talking just now?”

“It is me.” A figure in a black cloak stood in front of Andrew. It was Hackett.

Andrew took a closer look at Hackett and found that he was indeed a human being. Then, he sank into his chair and gasped.

“You scared the hell out of me. How did you get in?”

“I came in when you walked out just now. I am waiting for you.” Hackett said indifferently.

“May I know your name? What do you want from me?” Andrew calmed down and asked.

me Hackett. Maximilian killed two of my senior’s disciples. I am looking

answering his prayer. When he was wondering how to

have died long ago. If you intend to kill him, I will offer any help you need.” Andrew

first time you met him.” Hackett collected a lot of information about Maximilian, but still could not figure out what kind of person Maximilian was. According to information he got, Maximilian

He said, “I first saw Maximilian several years ago. My niece suddenly announced that she would

spoke what he knew about Maximilian in details, which allowed Hackett to figure

his identity and act in low profile. But he was quite over the top recently, maybe the situation has changed recently and there is no need for

has another identity? I don’t believe it. He

by him. He was not a loser at all. A loser can hardly kill my senior’s

solid wood

sank in the wood plank effortlessly and the table was dented.

did you do

want

his blood frozen. He could not fathom the

powerful. What else can I help you?” Andrew’s

wait for my instruction and do what I say. I will help you get

do whatever you say.”

glanced at Victoria’s office. A murderous light flashed through his

faint feeling of being watched. He walked to the window next to the door and looked out silently.

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