Dragon Master

At the entrance of the mountain road in Wild Goose Valley, hundreds of people were gathered and most of them were youngsters in outlandish dress. Young men mostly wore weird haircuts and some of them even had studs on their ears or noses. Girls were basically wearing over-exposed outfits, showing off their fascinating figure and trying their best to present their femininity.

And now, those sport cars rarely seen in daily life were parking here and there like vegetables lying on the supermarket's shelf, failing to attract the attention of the people there.

Instead, many of them were attracted by a concept supercar parked in the middle of the road.

If sports cars were the best among cars, then concept cars were top them all. Concept cars were designed by automobile enterprise to test the trend of the times, with the most advanced materials, technologies and even laboratory techniques.

Regan, wearing a racer suit, was standing beside the concept supercar, surrounded by a group of beauties in different shapes. He was laughing wildly, moving his hands from girls to girls.

In the meantime, those girls were also responding positively to his touches and they would even be glad to get in the car with him to have more fun.

Those rich young men dressed in top brand clothes were also fascinated by both Regan and his concept supercar, standing by his side and looking at him with admiring eyes.

"Man, Regan’s concept car is god dame cool! It reminds me of the last time when Canaan came to show off his Bugatti Veyron. That was just a piece of shit compared to this one!" One of them said.

"Fuck that guy, man! I even hear that he is planning to establish a racing club, and it makes me laugh my ass off! I also hear that his Bugatti Veyron was bumped and broken. Well, his driving skill, to be honest, sucks!" answered another one.

"I have heard of it too. I'm wondering whether he is coming or not today. If he is, I shall give him a warm welcome with my loudest laugh!"

and they clearly knew that Regan and Canaan were not

men were talking about Canaan, Regan showed a disdainful smile and said, "That little bastard would better be

right, Mr. Regan! That little piece of shit of ignorance and pretentiousness should learn a lesson about

to those silent and little

Is that true? If it is, then you are the first one in this country!"asked one of

and said, "Haha, you are such a well-informed little bird, aren't you? That’s right. I'm going to join the next season's formula one race

his announcement, and it made him feel

at the moment, Canaan's Benz arrived, and disdainful

comes with his stupid Benz S600, without doing homework about the rules here." said one of the

Benz belongs to the Kadir family according to its number plate. Wait,

be afraid of Mr. Regan, so he came here with

the Benz, Canaan got out of

anxious. She dragged Maximilian's shirt and whispered, "Maximilian, I can't

almost drove him crazy. He comforted her and answered, "Take it easy, and we

or you. I'm talking about Canaan. Everyone here seems very

a bitter look, as if grievance had dominated his mind, while he failed

to Maximilian, "Maybe it is better if I come here alone,

tell that most of them were Regan’s followers, and he