Dragon Master

In front of the service counter, Canaan was red to the tip of his ears. The banker refused to pay out his winnings, which was worth 3.2 billion dollars, and anyone would find it hard to accept.

"What’s wrong with you guys on earth? Why can’t I cash it out?" Canaan pounded the desk in rage.

The beauty behind the counter gave an awkward but polite smile. "Please hold on a second, sir. It’s not that we stop you from cashing out, but there’s something wrong with our system. Please wait for a moment patiently."

"There’s nothing wrong with your system! Here is my betting slip! Clearly, you refuse to cash out my winnings!" Canaan waved the betting slip furiously.

Several strong white men with blond hair walked over. "Fuck! I recommend you not to make trouble. Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences."

"Are you threatening me? Get your manager here! I want to talk to him in person!" Canaan roared fearlessly.

Flora had already called Maximilian. Maximilian would show up soon, which emboldened Canaan. He even dared to create uproar in Heaven with Maximilian right now.

These strong white men’s faces darkened. In their opinion, Canaan was nothing but a yellow monkey, and he should be obedient.

"What? You want to see our boss? Are you fucking crazy? It seems that you don’t want your betting slip anymore. Hand over your betting slip at once!"

Those white men surrounded Canaan and Flora, staring at them with fists clenched and jaws set, as if they would beat the two up if they dared to disagree with them.

"Why isn’t Maximilian here yet? They are going to hit us. Can you fight against them, Canaan?” Flora said worriedly.

Flora had no sense of security at all when she was with Canaan, but when with Maximilian, she could be sound and safe.

Each inch of Canaan’s muscle and fat was trembling.

Watching those tall and strong white men in front of him, Canaan swallowed hard, believing that he was doomed.

He certainly couldn’t!

He was no different from a chick. If they really beat him, he would definitely be torn to pieces by these strong men!

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really were in a fight, Flora assumed it would take at most three seconds before Canaan was brought

the head

bastard! Haven’t you heard what I said? I told you to hand over your betting slip!" The white man said

Behave yourself, or I’ll call the

difficulty in breathing. He grabbed the white man’s arm with both his hands,

seems that you are a reckless yellow monkey. Then I will teach you a good

man raised his left hand and swung at Canaan’s

eyes, thinking that he was doomed for a good

I, Canaan, choose death before

won’t hand over the betting slip. I will fight

when Canaan was putting on a play in his mind and felt as if he was the hero in the novel, the overwhelming wind brought

Canaan’s tightly shut

white man’s left arm was grasped by someone. He

"Master!"

I am late. You have

finished his words with a smile, he dislocated that

"Ouch!"

He released his hold on Canaan’s neck as if he got an electric shock, and then stared at

What are you doing? I warn you not to act recklessly. I’m a staff

you refused to

something!" The white man called

is the champion of Underground Boxing

will

if he slaps me to death? What

of the white men aside were frightened, Colletti had already sent a command, so they