Dragon Master

At noon, in the abandoned factory on the outskirts

The abandoned factory was already surrounded by guards, with countless pairs of eyes staring at the factory's movements.

Aston was sitting on a chair seriously, and a dozen people with different looks were sitting not far away.

Some were incomparably indifferent, some were lazy, and some were talkative and hyperactivity. All these looked strange.

"Aston, how about that Senior Fighter you mentioned? We are all famous killers and have done various kinds of tasks. You cannot send a waste to command us, or we might do it ourselves." The killer, who had been shaking his body and looked like an ADHD child, said.

"Kingsley, you'd better pay attention to your identity. Don't forget who gave you the job." Aston's bodyguard said with a cold face.

"Hey, you're just a flunky of Aston. No matter what, I'm still earning money by my own hands, and it's more dignified than you being a dog." Kingsley said with disdain.

The bodyguard was angry, wanted to reach out and draw his gun, but Aston stopped the bodyguard.

"I know what you think. This is arranged by the master, I have no choice. When Senior Fighter arrives, you can have a match with him. If you can win Senior Fighter, then you have the final say."

The eyes of a dozen killers were shining brightly. As killers, they were living dangerous life every day. But they preferred to act alone because they were worried about others and afraid of stupid teammates.

These killers knew each other somehow, so they could cooperate when performing tasks together. But for the so-called Senior Fighter who came here fresh, they had the feeling of handing their lives to others, so they refused.

"Whoever wins will be in charge of the operation?" Maximilian's voice came from the entrance of the factory.

at Maximilian and smiled, "Of

at the suddenly appeared Maximilian. Looking at Maximilian's unfamiliar face,

his origin? Is he that bullshit Senior Fighter?" Kingsley

wanted to

our Gold Medal Killer Alliance, isn't he?

killers did not say anything, but their expressions revealed their minds, and they all thought Maximilian was looking down

big step to Aston and said, "Where is the chair I sat

Mr. Maximilian a

out the chair Maximilian sat on

The group of killers looked at Maximilian with anger, because they felt Maximilian

so arrogant! Don't you fucking know how

ignore us? You really think we are useless? Aston,

to kill Maximilian to vent

looked at Maximilian, "Mr. Maximilian is really quite capable of causing trouble, can't you say hello

I need to say hello to them?”

and took out a scalpel from his shirt. And with a flick of his wrist, the scalpel turned into a bit of cold

Compared to others who like to use hot weapons,

if he was influenced by the Legend of Dagger Lee, Kingsley practiced the skill of flying a scalpel. And he almost succeeded every time. So this time Kingsley felt he would succeed as well. The moment the scalpel was shot, Kingsley felt

was so fast that it reached Maximilian

looked calmly and stretched out his hand. He stretched out two fingers gently towards the cold light, and steadily caught the scalpel between the

the scalpel caught by Maximilian, Kingsley looked at Maximilian as if