Dragon Master (Maximilian) novel Chapter 433

Thompson and Colletti were sitting together and watching the sparring match on the stage. It was a fight between a white boxer and a black boxer.

Both of them did not wear gloves and protective gear. In the international underground boxing tournament, they wouldn’t wear gloves and protective gear or anything like that.

None of the boxers cared about their lives. Once they fought in the ring, the game would end only when they killed their opponent.

Few losers in the match could alive. Even if they managed to survive, they had to spend the rest of their lives lying on bed.

The two on the stage were fighting fiercely, and many wild card boxers were watching and cheering around. The training match was full of enthusiasm. The two on the stage fisted to the flesh, and both of them had already splashed blood.

Connor looked at the situation on the stage, and his face turned slightly white. He bowed and walked to Colletti and Thompson, and said with a smile,

“I want to go to the city center to buy something."

"Purchase something? Are you serious? We will be very willing to agree, but if you want to tell lies, then don't blame us for being impolite. You might be a sparring partner in the next training game." Colletti said with a smirk.

Although Colletti was smiling, Connor's sweat hairs all over his body stood upright in shock.

Connor didn’t feel that Colletti was scamming himself, because before Connor made excuses to leave, Colletti did not say anything.

Connor thought he could muddle through this time too, but something went wrong.

‘What does Colletti mean? Do they monitor my cell phone? These damn foreign devils!’

Connor's brain was spinning so fast that he felt his brain was getting hot and smoking, but he still couldn't come up with a suitable excuse.

"I, this, really, really is true." Connor stammered.

"Hahaha." Thompson laughed and patted Connor's shoulder, put his arm around Connor and said, "Colletti, look, what did you scare him into? It's so funny."

"Oh, Connor. I was joking with you, and you don't need to be nervous. We are friends. Doesn't our friendship last forever? You can go out if you want, you are free." Colletti raised his eyebrows as if he was making fun of Connor.

Connor laughed dryly. Just now, his heart almost popped out of his throat. The feeling of being teased was really uncomfortable.

Connor forced himself to smile and had a small talk with Colletti. Then he turned around and walked towards the outside of the combat training hall.

"Thompson, why are you speaking for him? Just now it was clearly monitored that Maximilian called him. This bastard must have gone to see Maximilian." Colletti asked with some confusion.

"I have my plans and arrangements. Dr. Charles said the BOSS wants to get Maximilian's blood for testing and see what kind of genes the person who can defeat the genetically modified men has. And perhaps we will be able to find out the reason for the repeated failure of genetic modification from his genes."

Colletti shook his head, "Then get his blood in the ring. We can get as much as we want."

Connor drove to the location given by Maximilian, parked the car outside the cafe, and entered it in a hurry.

When he found the private room where Maximilian sat, Connor pushed the door and walked in. Then he turned around and saw that no one was chasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door tightly.

"Mr. Maximilian, I'm late." Connor said with a bitter smile.

Maximilian brought a coffee to Connor and said, "Sit down and have a coffee. How nervous you are. Are you been threatened these days?"

"Don't mention it. These few days are just like watching horror movies. I used to think I was a brave and ruthless man. But after watching the training of those players in the past two days, I realized I was nothing. There are too many ruthless people, and I am a kind person by comparison."

Connor said and drank the coffee, "Mr. Maximilian, I think the underground boxing tournament is too dangerous, but you are priceless. If something happens to you in underground boxing ..."

Connor couldn't bear to say the following words. The worst case scenario was that Maximilian would die on the ring.

"I'm really not an alarmist. But many people died in training match in the past few days. And a lot of people were seriously injured. Those lunatics are really fighting with their lives. They are really inhumane.”

Maximilian smiled and said, "I know. But now participation in the international underground boxing tournament is no longer a matter for me alone. It relates to so many aspects. I must fight, and at the same time I want to use the international underground boxing competition to set up my prestige."

Connor was completely frozen. He didn’t expect the situation would become so complicated.