Dragon Master

“I’m close. I don’t want to die. Please, I was wrong. Let me go. I can barely breathe.” Woody said with his hoarse voice. He was extremely nervous.

“Now can you smell death?” Maximilian asked with a smile.

Woody felt that Maximilian was like a devil when he smiled.

Because of the fear, a warm stream flowed down his thighs.

“I, I can feel it, the smell of death.” Woody said with his voice cracked. Now he thought it was the most regrettable thing he had ever done.

Maximilian threw Woody beside the car and said with despise, “Such a loser. If you don’t have the power, then you’d better lay it low.”

“I was wrong. I swear I’ll keep it low from now on.” Woody begged as he covered his neck with his hands while wriggling on the ground.

Addison grinned. Though he could not see how miserable Woody must be, he could imagine it.

Maximilian kicked Woody, “Drive now. Don’t waste my time.”

“My hand is broken. I can’t drive.” Woody said with frustration.

He intended to say he wanted to go to hospital, but he decided to shut up.

Maximilian shook his head and opened the safety of the pistol. Then he pointed Woody with it. “I heard that a man’s potential can be fully stimulated when he wants to survive. I’m sure you can drive well under my gun.” Staring at the black hole of the pistol, Woody swore inwardly.

He had seen some mad men, but he had never seen anyone like Maximilian, because a crippled driver might lead to an accident. But he didn’t dare to say what he was thinking. If Maximilian was provoked, he might take a bullet.

the car with frustration while enduring the pain on his right hand. He used his left hand to start the engine, put the gears and drove away

only use one hand. I don’t

closed his eyes to rest in

always by Aston’s side, there

had been play with his phone for quite

been so long. The time he took was enough for him to go there and come

worry.

could not pick his phone since he was using his only functioning

he kept casting glances at Maximilian, hoping that Maximilian would help him check who the caller was. But he dared

with confusion and said with dissatisfaction. “He didn’t answer the phone.

phone. “Let’s not hurry. We just keep waiting. Since Woody’s phone is not dead, then it’s not something

he felt worried inside, he still seemed calm, because he believed that a leader must be confidant in front of his

and

walked into the factory with Woody in his hands, Addison

with his left hand

you answer my call?” The bodyguard

offended Mr. Lee and he taught me a lesson. My right hand is broken, so I drive with the other hand. That’s why I’m late and didn’t

what happened with frustration. His story made Aston and his

at all. Let a crippled man drive?

threw Addison to the ground near Aston’s feet and said with a smile, “You followers

young master’s followers

to Mr. Lee. Woody made a mistake, so he deserves it. In fact, I