Dragon Master

Clark was immediately upset. He knew Maximilian was blocking on his way to success, and he would have to overcome this obstacle anyhow.

Rowen said politely to Clark, "What should we do now? He just refused you."

"I know as much as you do," Clark looked at Rowen disdainfully. He was a smart guy, and he knew that Connor now ruled the underworld of H City, so he wouldn't do anything to piss Connor off. The consequence would be too hard for him to bear.

Rowen scratched his head and acted like a kid while he was being scolded by Clark. He didn't even want to explain.

"It doesn't matter. I will slowly contact the bigwigs in this city, and I'll finally get to Connor. I'll let him know that I'm more worthy of his loyalty than Maximilian," Clark smiled proudly.

Rowen kept kissing up and said, "You're right. Connor only trusts Maximilian because he was here for longer than you. Maximilian could never be your match in power."

Clark is so proud of himself now, thinking that Maximilian wouldn't be able to take one strike of his.

"But I want to have him tested first," Clark took his fan back and grinned a meaningful smile.

Behind him, there was a bald monk. The monk wore a simple robe and had a few scars on the top of his head. Ever since he met Clark, he had broken all his religious commandments.

The monk was holding a cigarette in his teeth. He snorted, "That weak brat? I could beat him with just one finger."

Clark was very satisfied with his momentum because that meant the monk was confident. It would be bad if the monk refused to have a face-to-face confrontation with Maximilian.

Maximilian hid the Hardy Ganoderma in his arms to protect it. Suddenly, he heard somebody stepping closer to him from behind. Some of the steps were heavy, while some were light.

that an enemy was approaching and would bring

he saw a big fist heading to him. He dodged that attck easily, but more punches

few steps back. He frowned when he said the attacker was a monk. The man was wearing a

your eager to kill is so strong. I bet you must've killed lots pg prople," Li Mo

any explanation, the monk attacked again, mumbling, "I'm here to release your soul from

most cunning way he had ever heard to say "killing

in a tie, Clark smiled disdainfully and

Maximilian. The attack was so sudden that ordinary people wouldn't be able to react against

take one press to kill a

face. On the contrary, he looked bored and said, "I had high expectations for you, but it turned out that you're so weak. You're not qualified to

monk screamed

nothing had happened. His fingers

seen anyone that can take the finger

wondered if Maximilian was more powerful than him, which made his face look gloomier because the situation here will be

had waved out each strike with his

all the commandments as

The monk fell to the

person, and it was a great humiliation for him

with

Clark's thigh hastily and begged, "Please