Dragon Master novel Maximilian novel Chapter 512

The clumsy middle-aged man was shocked by Canaan's generosity. That's 200 million dollars! Not two million or twenty million dollars! In this situation, only madman would bet 200 million on Maximilian’s victory.

Since he wanted to bet 200 million dollars, the middle-aged man thought Canaan was too bold.

Canaan squinted at the middle-aged man, "How much I bet has nothing to do with you!"

"Oh, I can't bear to see you waste your money for nothing. If you have too much money, why don't you bet the two hundred million dollars to my hand? Anyway, you can't win. Instead of sending it to the banker, it's better to give it to me." The middle-aged man was calculating.

"Earned by you? Why? I bet 200 million dollars to you. Can you afford my 1 to 16 odds?"

"Of course, I can't pay 3.2 billion dollars, but Maximilian can't win either." The middle-aged man said confidently.

"My master will definitely win. If you don't believe me, just wait and see." After Canaan finished speaking, he took out his bank card and asked the waiter to place the bet.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a long time. And when Canaan finished his betting, he approached Canaan, "My god! Maximilian is your master? Did you bet on Maximilian and earned a hundred million dollars last time, right!"

Looking at his shocked face, Canaan was pride, "Oh, it's me. I'll still win this time, just wait and see."

The middle-aged man laughed dryly, "Hey, it is easy for young people to be confident. But Touch pitch, and you will be defiled. Last time Maximilian was lucky, but this time it is different. Didn’t you see how powerful Camfil is?"

"I saw it, but he is not my master's opponent." Canaan said firmly.

"You won't be able to win 3.2 billion dollars. If you don't believe it, just wait and see." The middle-aged man put away the envy and jealousy in his heart and secretly cursed Maximilian to lose.

Canaan curled his lips, gathered his mind, and looked at the arena quietly.

On the arena, the host had already stepped down quickly, leaving only Maximilian and Camfil.

Camfil shook his neck, and the cervical spine made a clicking sound. The clicking sound was like thunder, and every audience heard it clearly.

"Kid, I heard that you have been arrogant in the past two days. Today is your death date." Camfil said with a fierce face.

"You are going to die! Come on." Maximilian stretched out his finger and hooked it.

"You are looking for death!" Camfil was furious and rushed towards Maximilian with a roar.

Maximilian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little surprised by Camfil’s rushing speed. This speed was not what Camfil should have; or in other words, it was not the speed of the previous Camfil.

In an instant, Maximilian knew that Camfil must have taken something; otherwise, Camfil wouldn’t have become like this.

Camfil looked at Maximilian with contempt and felt that Maximilian was stunned by his speed, "Hey, I only used a third of my speed. Aren't you scared, kid?”

As he spoke, Camfil's right arm swiftly swung out, and his fist made a scream of wind, and the speed was as fast as a ghost. It was just in a blink of an eye that his fist rushed to Maximilian's cheek.