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.

my senior’s disciples. I am looking

his prayer. When he was wondering how to deal with Maximilian, a savior came just

Mr. Hackett. That son of a bitch should have died long ago. If you intend to kill him, I will offer any help you need.” Andrew said

collected a lot of information about

first saw Maximilian several years ago. My niece suddenly announced that she

knew about Maximilian in details, which allowed Hackett to figure out a lot that puzzled him before. Hackett’s brows furrowed.

be some unspeakable reasons for Maximilian to hide 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 him to be cautious anymore. But I don’t

head blankly, “Maximilian has another identity? I don’t believe it. He is

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

table. There was a creaking sound from the solid wood desk. Andrew stared at Hackett’s right hand without blinking, as

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

did you

was a piece of cake. I can punch a hole in the steel plate if I want to. My two senior disciples were no worse than me. You can imagine

He could not fathom the scene Hackett described.

is very powerful. What else can I

just wait for my instruction and do what I say. I will

whatever

left. At the door of Andrew’s office, Hackett glanced at

of being watched. He walked to the window

shook his head slightly