Dragon Master novel Maximilian novel Chapter 515

Inside the monitoring room, Thompson and Colletti's expressions instantly stiffened, and the smiles and excitement completely frozen on their faces.

"Fuck! In their words, fuck his mother! How can Camfil be such a loser? How can Maximilian be so powerful?" Thompson roared, picked up a chair on the side, and smashed it heavily toward the monitoring screen.

Bang!

Thompson smashed the monitoring screen into pieces. He was still angry and threw the chair at the drinking fountain next to him, breaking it into pieces.

"I really don't understand what's going on. Maximilian is stronger than I imagined. I don't think the task assigned to us by Boss is completed." Colletti said with a sad face.

"It must be done. If it can't be done, we can’t go back. If the deadline is up, your family, my family, they all have to die!" Thompson became more and more annoyed as he mentioned it.

He tore his hair vigorously with his hands, as if making himself bald would solve the problem at hand.

"My Lord, I think we need to report this to the Boss. The situation at hand is definitely not something we can handle. And I don't think anyone sent by Boss can accomplish this task."

"No! I think we can try again. If we report this, it will affect our future, our future! Do you understand?"

Colletti curled his lips slightly. Although he felt that his future was important, Maximilian was dangerous enough to endanger their lives at any time. Compared to his life, his future was nothing!

"All right, my lord, everything is at your command." Colletti gave up arguing.

Thompson closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure the person who bet 200 million dollars is related to Maximilian?"

"Sure, they came together."

"Good. When the bet is cashed out later, let's create a mess. We should arrange for someone to use a quick blood collecting device, and see if we can take the opportunity to collect Maximilian's blood."

Colletti hesitated for a moment, and then decided to listen to Thompson's arrangement, "Yes, my lord, I'll arrange it. But it's likely that this will expose us."

"Go fucking exposed. You arrange it, and we'll evacuate this place first. The boxing match is over anyway. We don't need this useless junk prop."

Colletti nodded slightly, got up, and left the surveillance room.

The audiences under the arena were all staring at Camfil, who was lying motionless on the ring.

Things had changed so quickly. The audiences, who had just been cheering and celebrating their impending victory, felt as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt and their brains went blank.

Flora was the first one to come back to senses. She cheered excitedly, "We win! Maximilian has won the match!"

After cheering, Flora stood up and pushed Canaan, who was still flabbergasted, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and cash the money! Then go and find Maximilian."

"Oh oh, yes, yes!" Canaan came to his senses and looked at the middle-aged man on the side happily, "Oh, when you recalled what you just said, did you feel ashamed? It's impossible for you to know how good my master is! "

The middle-aged man looked incomparably dejected and said with a sobbing face, "How can he be so powerful? I bet all my money on Camfil! How can Maximilian win?"