Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 209

"I’ll see you guys scram." Maximilian said flatly, while both his hands were flying at the faces of the two bodyguards at the entrance.

When the two bodyguards reacted and were about to dodge his hands, it was already too late. How could he be so fast!

The two bodyguards were roaring inside. The muscles all over their bodies tensed, and they were ready to accept Maximilian’s slaps head-on.

Slap! Slap! The crisp sound of slaps broke out. The two bodyguards were slapped hard across their faces.

Although they were prepared, and stood very firmly on the floor, the two bodyguards still flew away like two straws in the storm.

The bodyguards, who were thrown to the floor, were totally dumbfounded. All they had in mind was why this man was so strong.

Bang! Maximilian kicked the door open, and walked into the private chamber, his hands behind his back.

The private chamber quieted down suddenly. Mateo watched Maximilian walking into the room, fire burning in his eyes.

"What the fuck! How dare a trash like you come for us? Do you want to die?" Mateo roared.

Angus and the other two, who were all tipsy, saw this, and their eyes turned red too. The scene could be described as "enemies see red the moment they meet".

"How funny it is today. You haven’t finished putting on an act, have you? Do you think you are able to come here and make up a double strike? I am going to teach you a lesson today. I am going to teach you how to be a man."

Angus rolled up his sleeves, picked up a wine bottle from the table and weighed it in his hand, as if he would begin to fight anytime.

Burke held into his arms the two beauties next to him and said with a smile, "Let me tell you the story of a loser. This guy in front of you is the famous loser in H City. He is a kept man, as well as a live-in son-in-law. He works in a beauty salon, and lives on his wife, who gives him hundreds of dollars every month. It can be said that, his life is more miserable than a stray dog."

"Well, I didn’t even know such pathetic guy existed. He looks handsome though. Burke, how about getting him a job as a male prostitute? Some rich businessmen like men, and we can introduce him to them." Noah said in a queer tune.

"That’s a great idea, Noah. Maximilian, how about being a male prostitute? You are the cougars’ type. In that case, when Victoria kicks you away, you can make a living somewhere else."

Mateo started to laugh complacently, "You trash, we help you arrange a job for the rest of your life. All of the Griffith’s business will belong to me in half a month, including your wife. Be a good boy, kneel down and call me daddy, and I will do you a favor and get you a job as a male prostitute."

"He he." Maximilian sneered, and strode toward Mateo.

"You really want to die, don’t you?" Mateo squinted his eyes, picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it down on the floor.

Crash!

The bottle was smashed into pieces and made a big noise. Mateo took out a cigarette and held it between his lips. A beauty next to him lit it up.

Mateo breathed out a stream of white smoke and gave a grim smile, "Do you know what it means by smashing a bottle? Do you think I don’t remember it? This time, I must kill you!"

"No, I will leave you with your last breath, and make you watch how I fuck your wife. I will use all kinds of positions on her!"

Hasty footsteps.

There was a burst of rapid footsteps. A flock of bodyguards swarmed into the private room, with stun rods in their hands. They were staring fiercely at Maximilian.

"Get him and give him a good beating! I’m going to kill him today!" Mateo snapped.