Dragon Master novel Maximilian novel Chapter 734

"I don't know who the employer is. I'm just working on orders to catch Mitchele and take him away."

"Just catch and take away? Or kill him."

"Kill, take him to the abandoned pier. After killing him,sink him into the river." The rough man told Maximilian everything he knew.

Maximilian lightly laughed and raised his fist. After the strong wind passed, his fist hit the rough man's back waist, smashing the rough man's lumbar spine to pieces.

Picking up the short sword, Maximilian continued to move up the stairwell. Without encountering any obstacles this time, Maximilian went to the floor where Mitchele's house was.

Just as Maximilian stepped out of the stairwell, a black shadow came with a strong wind. The shadow was a long stick and dark black, and it seemed to be made of stainless steel.

Maximilian squatted down and slid out from under the long stick in one sliding step, and at the same time, the short sword in his hand stabbed out.

The cold sword light pierced the lower abdomen of the man holding the stick, and the man holding the stick was shocked. He did not expect Maximilian could launch a counterattack, so he quickly stepped back.

One step, two steps, three steps...

After three steps, the man with the stick stopped, not because he wanted to stop but had to stop, because the short sword in Maximilian's hand had come to his throat. The man with the stick swallowed hard, "Buddy, we should have a good discussion. We are all Blood Brothers, and we are all family, right?"

When the man with the stick spoke, his eyes looked down hard, staring at the short sword that was against his neck. The short sword was so familiar, and at a glance, he knew that it was the weapon of his teammate. At this moment, the stick man cursed his teammates was stupid in his heart.

"I am not a Blood Brother, so we are not a family." Maximilian's voice was icy cold.

Maximilian looked at the door of Mitchele's house. The door was closed, and the other two accomplices of the man with sticks were still working inside.

Seeing Maximilian's eyes were not on him, the man with the stick felt that this might be an opportunity. Gritting his teeth fiercely, the man with the stick leaned back and stabbed it to Maximilian's heart, sending out a life-threatening blow.

Maximilian shook his head slightly, shaking the dagger in his hand twice. Then the dagger shone cold and brought up a bouquet of blood

The man holding the stick let out a miserable howl, and his hands, which had been cut off from the tendons, were no longer able to hold the long stick.

Dang! The long stick fell to the ground with a crisp metal sound.

Maximilian teasingly said, "Why are you so badly behaved? Be honest and you won't see blood. Your companion is much smarter than you."

There was no longer a long stick on the man's hand, only the dripping blood. His expression was painful, his eyes resented, his body quickly retreated, and he stopped until his back was pressed against the wall, "Who are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you have to cooperate. Otherwise, you should be very aware of the consequences."

As Maximilian was about to kick open the door of Mitchele's house, the room's door suddenly opened. A dry and thin middle-aged man walked out with a dagger at Mitchele's throat, and a skinny elder followed behind him.