Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 8: The Coward

The black-clothed man punched Maxwell in the chest, but Maxwell didn't move at all!

If it were an ordinary person, his ribs would have been shatter by the punch!

The black-clothed man found it even more inconceivable. It was as if he punched onto a steel plate!

And his arm went numb!

Maxwell's physical fitness far exceeded the black-clothed man's expectation. Maxwell had gone

through the toughest physical training, and his thick calluses could even protect him from blades!

How was that possible? Before the black-clothed man could react, Maxwell raised his foot and kicked

the man's shoulder.

"Bang--"

The overwhelming force made it difficult for the man to stand steadily. His knees were slammed heavily

onto the ground, and his knee bones almost shattered...

"You're courting death!" The black-clothed man was trembling with anger. His intensive killing intent

almost froze the air!

"You're the ones courting death!" Maxwell said coldly. The black-clothed man felt a heart-wrenching

pain on his arms, and as a result, he sweated profusely!

"Crack!"

The black-clothed man's arms were broken by Maxwell!

The next second, the man gasped. The eyes under his sunglasses revealed fear!

Because ... Maxwell also broke his legs!

The man's four limbs were broken, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly. He wanted to get up, novelbin

but his arms and legs did not cooperate at all. It was as if they were not his!

The solemn expression on his face was finally turned into a fearful one. A drop of cold sweat ... oozed

out from his forehead!

"Who exactly are you!?" The man said in panic. He could not believe that he failed in China despite

being rampageous overseas!

This was a humiliation. This was the first time he lost!

"You don't have the rights to know," Maxwell said indifferently.

"If you dare to kill me, I swear it on my life that you will not live long. The people of our organization will

not let you go!" The black-clothed man said sternly in a cold tone!

"What organization do you work for?" Maxwell questioned.

"How can you understand that with your identity? Anyway, there's no harm telling you because you are

going to die ... Remember the name Blood Blade. In a few days, you will definitely be revenged on by

our organization!" The black-clothed man laughed sinisterly, and a trace of arrogance flashed in his

eyes.

Unexpectedly, Maxwell sneered, freezing the man's expression. "So it's Blood Blade ... It's a pity that I

overestimate your strength..."

"There are countless overseas assassin organizations. How dare you to show off?" Maxwell said cold-

bloodedly.

"You know about Blood Blade?" The man was shocked. Blood Blade had carried out countless

assassination missions, but they always kept a low profile. Even overseas, there weren't many people

who knew the name of this organization. How could this man know it?

"If I remember correctly, your leader is called Blood Collector, right?"

"How dare you call Blood Collector by his name?" The black-clothed man laughed loudly. "You know

that we have Blood Collector, yet you still dare to turn yourself in!"

"It looks like he forgot the promise he made back then..." Maxwell smoked the cigarette and raised his

eyebrows. "Blood Collector promised to me that he would never be my enemy from then on. What, is

he going to break his promise?"

The black-clothed man smiled mockingly. "Who are you? How can Blood Collector swear an oath

because of you..." Halfway through his speech, his sarcastic smile froze!

With the shining of a blade, a black dagger was place against his neck!

The man shivered from the coldness of the blade he felt on his neck!

"Because of it!" Maxwell said as he held the dagger in his hand.

The man lowered his head. When he saw that strange dagger, his body shook and his pupils

contracted!

This dagger was not an ordinary one. The blade of this dagger was covered with ferocious sharp teeth

that resembled the fangs of a dragon!!

The black dagger was as thin as a cicada's wings, and it looked extremely creepy!

The man trembled uncontrollably when seeing this dagger!

Every member of the Blood Blade had seen this dagger. Blood Collector warned everyone that there

was only one dagger like this in the world, and it could not be replicated for technical reasons.

The owner of the dagger was someone that Blood Blade could not afford to offend. Its owner was

called the Dragon Lord!

The man looked at the dagger with his eyes wide open. His face was filled with shock and disbelief!

"Dragon ... Dragon Lord!" The man remembered what Blood Collector had said to him when he joined

the Blood Blade. Not only could Blood Collector not afford to offend the owner of this dagger, but also

the whole Blood Blade! The organization could be annihilated once they provoked the owner!

The man couldn't link this man to the mysterious owner of this dagger ... All of this made him feel that it

was too unreal!

"Back then, I spared Blood Collector's life. I originally thought that he would abide by his oath, but it

seems that Blood Blade doesn't want peace anymore ..." Maxwell stood with his hands behind his

back. His aura was powerful and magnificent.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that the respected Dragon Lord was in China. It was all because of my

ignorance that I did this. This matter was my own doing, and it has nothing to do with the organization!"

The black-clothed man said in a trembling voice. He did not dare to imagine the consequences faced

by the Blood Blade if Maxwell held them accountable!

"Who hired you?" Maxwell asked coldly.

"As long as you let the Blood Blade go, I will tell you." The man gritted his teeth.

"You have no rights to negotiate with me. I'll give you three seconds, if you don't talk, you will disappear

from this world along with Blood Blade!" Maxwell face was calm, but only those who knew him knew

that under the seemingly calm expression was maliciousness!

"The hirer didn't leave much information. I only knew that he was from Beijing," The black-clothed man

said.

"From Beijing..." Maxwell had complicated emotions in his eyes. Beijing was a chaotic place, which was

filled with murder and other potential dangers.

The person who wanted Greta's life came from Beijing?

"I'll give you one last chance. Sever your arm and fuck off." Maxwell's voice faded from the room,

leaving the black-clothed man relieved.

The man's clothes had been soaked in cold sweat. Just now, he experienced the most dangerous

moment.

He didn't even think that he would escape from the hands of the Dragon Lord, the god-like man.

He lowered his head and looked at his arm with determination. Compared to his life, what did his arm

count?

...

Greta stood at the entrance of the Sandoval Tower and watched as the security guards dealt with the

chaotic scene. She was still unable to calm down.

At this moment, Greta swept her glance over and saw a man walking towards her from afar.

Greta knitted her eyebrows tightly. He was still safe and sound?

This coward actually had the nerve to look for her?

Seeing Maxwell walking over, Greta's heart was filled with anger!