Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 282 Calm Down

The four guys waved the knives and rushed to Maximilian fiercely.

The knives made a whooshing sound and fell to Maximilian's arms and waist. These guys fought often, and knew that they can't rush to the point. If they killed someone here, they would be in great trouble. With a sneer, Maximilian stretched out his hands like lightning and flicked on the four knives.

After a series of crisp noises, the four knives were broken in halves.

The four ferocious guys, looking at the small part of the knife left in their hands, were petrified in an instant.

Although the knife was light and thin, it was not as thick as the broadsword, but it can't be broken with fingers.

All of a sudden, the images of martial arts masters in countless novels and movies appeared in their minds. The eyes of the four guys looking at Maximilian were totally different from just now.

"You, who on earth are you? Don't think we can be frightened by some crooked ways."

Maximilian shook his head, "My patience is limited. Call your boss now."

The four guys looked at each other, then turned around and ran away in a hurry. They didn't have the courage to fight against Maximilian at all.

When they met someone who was strong, they gritted their teeth and stomped their feet and rushed forward. But when they met such a powerful Maximilian, they didn't kneel on the spot, which showed a good mental endurance.

Four guys ran to the warehouse in a panic. In the warehouse, a strong man with beard and a face full of flesh was reprimanding his men.

"You are really useless. You can't even open a door. Aren't you experts in picking locks?"

A thin man said with a bitter face, "It's not we that can't do it. It's the lock that is too complicated. It's an imported lock cylinder, and we can't handle it at all."

"I think it's better to use electric cutting. I've contacted the relevant guy, and they will send the equipment in an hour and directly cut the door."

Barrett and his men used all kinds of methods to open the door, but Connor's safe shelter was too solid, ordinary methods couldn't open the door at all.

"Damn! Cut and break the shell of Connor. Then catch him and torture him slowly." Barrett said angrily.

Four guys rushed in and cried in a panic, "Here comes Connor's man."

"Shit! How many people did Connor replace? We're going to kill them." Barrett rolled up his sleeves to show his muscles.

"Well, just one."

"Damn it, just one, but you're scared like this!"

Barrett slapped the man's head and made him see stars.

"No, listen to me. That man is very powerful. He broke all the knives in our hands with his fingers. He is definitely a master."

Four guys showed the broken knife in their hands together, and let him see the fracture of the knives.

Barrett took a look and frowned, "Holy shit, could it be that the buyers took the rebate and bought fake and shoddy products? Follow me to see who he is. A man alone dares to make trouble here! He is just courting death."

A group of thugs picked up their weapons and followed Barrett out. Soon they came to Maximilian.

"It's him."

Barrett looked at Maximilian, and saw Maximilian looked ordinary and lacked combat power at all, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Dude, why are you looking for Connor? You come alone? Don't you afraid of death?" Barrett said with disdain.

"You will die." Maximilian said coldly.

"This dude is tough enough to say that we will die. Dozens of us can chop you into meat to feed the dog."

"I don't know where he gets the self-confidence and courage. Is he insane? He'd better go to the mental hospital."

"The ignorant are fearless. Looking at this fool, he should have no insight. Just hit him.”

The group of men scolded him. As they grasped the weapons in their hands, intending to start fighting when needed.

Barrett narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Man, I will give you a chance to live. Now contact Connor and let him come out, or I will chop you."

"Well, Barrett is smart enough. Catch this man and trick Connor out. As long as you trick Connor out, it will be much easier."

His subordinates flattered Barrett one after another. Barrett raised his head high with pride and praised his wit in his heart.

Maximilian shook his head, "Is it Frankie who asked you to come?"

"Frankie? He follows our boss Jasper. At most, he was our Jasper's running dog. Ambushing Connor is just a bone that master Jasper gives to Frankie."

Barrett looked at Maximilian with disdain and then said, "Are you frightened by Master Jasper's name? Just do what I told you, or I'll get angry and the God won't be able to protect you." Maximilian nodded slightly and already knew what he wanted to know.

"If you kneel down with your head in your arms, you can still survive."

Barrett's face drooped down and looked at Maximilian fiercely, "Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Let's beat this man hard first!"

A group of subordinates waved their weapons and rushed to Maximilian, trying to show their ability in front of Barrett.

"If you dare to talk back to Barrett, you will die. You really think you're an expert? Wait to be cut into pieces."

"You're looking for death. When you beg for mercy, you'll know our power."

Barrett stood up proudly and looked at his men rushing to Maximilian like a tide. He thought Maximilian would kneel down this time.

How to humiliate the poor man? Let him kneel down and call me grandfather, spit on his face, and step on his face with my feet. Barrett thought. When Barrett was day dreaming, Maximilian had already rushed into the group, waving his hands in the air, looking like he had countless arms.

In the sound of jingle, the knives and sticks were broken, as if they had become a piece of Tofu.

As the group of thugs was shocked by his attack, Maximilian begun to kick them hard. The shocked thugs, one by one, flew into the sky, uttering bursts of sad cries. Soon dozens of thugs lay on the ground, rolling and wailing in pain.

Barrett swallowed his saliva and looked at the thugs on the ground and the fragments of the knives and sticks on the ground. He felt he should not provoke this man. "Brother, no, boss, calm down, please. I will listen to you."‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒