Chapter 8: The Coward


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


    And his arm went numb!


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


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


    How was that possible? Before the ck-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 mmed heavily


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


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


    almost froze the air!


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


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


    "Crack!"


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


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


    Because ... Maxwell also broke his legs!


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


    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 ck-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 de. In a few days, you will definitely be revenged on by


    our organization!" The ck-clothed manughed sinisterly, and a trace of arrogance shed in his


    eyes.


    Unexpectedly, Maxwell sneered, freezing the man''s expression. "So it''s Blood de ... 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 de?" The man was shocked. Blood de 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 ck-clothed manughed 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 ck-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 de, a ck dagger was ce against his neck!


    The man shivered from the coldness of the de 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 de of this dagger was covered with ferocious sharp teeth


    that resembled the fangs of a dragon!!


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


    The man trembled uncontrobly when seeing this dagger!


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


    the whole Blood de! The organization could be annihted 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 de 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 ck-clothed man said in a trembling voice. He did not dare to imagine the consequences faced


    by the Blood de if Maxwell held them ountable!


    "Who hired you?" Maxwell asked coldly.


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


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    "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 de!" 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 ck-clothed man


    said.


    "From Beijing..." Maxwell hadplicated emotions in his eyes. Beijing was a chaotic ce, which was


    filled with murder and other potential dangers.


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


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


    leaving the ck-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 nce 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!