Dragon Master

Mylo was on his high horse right now, feeling that he had suddenly become God who took control over everything. At least in this castle, he controlled everyone’s life. Therefore, he was calling out now to save his pride.

Johnson was grinning. He gestured his gang and they rushed into the banquet hall like a group of animals, forcing the celebrities to gather together.

Then came constant shrieks. Many female celebrities were groped. However, no one paid attention to their screams, because everyone was busy saving his own life.

Olivier and the rich youngsters of H City were all stunned. It never occurred to them that karma would come so soon, so violently.

How come Mylo came back with an armed gang in the blink of an eye? Had he done something wrong just now?

He should have been hit and humiliated together with Mylo just now, right? Was Mylo holding a grudge against him? The more Olivier thought, the more anxious he became.

A rich kid couldn’t help standing up and yelling at Mylo, "Brother Mylo, please let us off, OK? We just tipped you off."

"'We?" Mylo cast a glance at the rich kid of H City and sneered, "You took to your heels just now. When I was being humiliated, why didn’t I see you guys defend me? And now you want to fawn on me? Too late!"

Bang! A gangster fired a single shot to the rich young man. He was so terrified that he fell full length. When the rich young man was twitching, his urine gushed out.

Olivier was aware that Mylo must be in rage right now. Anyone who played up to him or begged him for mercy was doomed.

If some hero galloped his white horse to him and saved him from danger at this moment, Olivier would like to marry him, even if he had to change his sex orientation.

But no hero showed up. Olivier could only squat down with the celebrities, waiting for what the fates were sending him.

Mylo put his arm around Johnson’s shoulders excitedly. The latter frowned, and then felt relaxed.

Johnson, your bros are freaking awesome! Well, can I borrow a gun? I want to end that trash’s life with my

Mylo just wanted to hold a gun and shoot Maximilian a dozen times, so Maximilian would howl in pain and

Johnson stared at Robbie and said with a sneer, "Give our young master Mylo a gun. But young master Mylo, since you haven’t practiced it before, I’m afraid you don’t know how to deal with its recoil.

of my hands, and I’ll be fine. While playing shooting games, I’m a

took out a gun and loaded it,

his courage. He said, grinning, "Thank you, Brother

hiding in somewhere. The body guards of that cracker’s you mentioned might have something on

and agreed to

up to the celebrities. He searched the crowd with wandering eyes,

dropped their heads in a group, shivering, just like a flock of frightened

to me. If you want to stop me from killing them all, play no tricks and get out. If you

in panic, "Have

"There’s no signal. I suspect they have shielded the signal

just now if I had known this

In order to gain Maximilian’s trust, he had arranged all this. But he never expected he would overreach himself. Now everyone’s life was under threat, and Kroopf even believed he

God gave Kroopf another chance to start over, Kroopf wouldn’t do that to Mylo

All Kroopf could do was hide under the table,

protect me. You must keep me safe.

of body guards looked at Maximilian and

sofa calmly, watching the situation outside as

Lee, aren’t you nervous? I think you should hide yourself. They might start firing at the

Maximilian’s hand. Her mind went completely blank, unable