Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 338

The head of body guards had been monitoring the situation outside all the time.

Seeing that the gangsters were keeping the combat formation while taking out two rocket launchers, the head of body guards exclaimed, "Oh my god! They are taking out the rocket launchers. I suggest we take our heads in our hands, walk out and surrender!"

Threatened by the heavy weapons, the body guards were in total despair, thinking that human beings were no match for those heavy weapons.

Hands on his head, Kroopf tried his best to huddle up. Only by doing this could he feel safe.

"Fuck. I don’t want to surrender. They will kill anyone who gets out. You guys have to protect me!" Kroopf said in a sobbing tone.

Olivier and the others saw the rocket launchers and became even more frightened. Many started to cry.

"Fuck! Why have I come to this frigging dinner party? I shouldn’t have come."

"I shouldn’t have watched them bullying Mylo just now. Now that he is angry, we may all become his sacrifices."

"Who will come to our rescue? If we kowtow to Mylo and beg him for mercy, will he let us off?"

Watching the terrified celebrities, the gangsters had nothing but scorn in their eyes. In their opinions, these celebrities were not different from hogs.

Mylo played with the gun in his hand and stared at the inner chamber with resentment. "Brother Johnson, are rocket launchers necessary? Killing them directly is no fun."

"Don’t worry. We are just bluffing them. Don’t you think it’s more fun?" A wicked smile spread across Johnson’s face.

Maximilian glanced at the situation outside. He saw the gangsters were loading the rocket launchers and knew that there was little time left for hesitation. If they really fired the rocket launchers, Maximilian wasn’t able to turn the tide either.

"Wait for me to pick you up." Maximilian broke free from Victoria’s hands and strode to the door of the inner chamber.

"Please, please come back." Victoria cried out.

Dumbfounded, the body guards watched Maximilian walking out. They couldn’t figure out where Maximilian got that courage. Shouldn’t he be waving the white flag and walking out with his hands up in the sky?

Kroopf peeped out from behind his fingers. He looked at Maximilian’s back and muttered, "How reckless is this guy? Will they misunderstand me? My God, please save Kroopf, your faithful believer!"

Maximilian pushed open the door and stared at Johnson and Mylo with a smile, completely ignoring the guns pointed at him.

"I’m out. You’re all pointing guns at me. Is it because you are afraid of me?" Maximilian said flatly.

"Bullshit! No one is afraid of a trash like you. Now that I’ve brought so many people with me to get back at you, are you afraid? Ah!" Mylo said complacently.

"Afraid? Not at all. Instead, I find it somewhat stimulating." Maximilian walked up to Mylo as he spoke.

Squinting his eyes, Johnson looked Maximilian up and down. Except for his boldness, Johnson saw nothing else on Maximilian.

However, Johnson was still wary of Maximilian secretly. He tightened his grip on the gun so that he was able to raise it and fire at any time.

Seeing Maximilian approaching him, Mylo was boiling with rage. He lifted the gun and pointed it at Maximilian. "Don’t you have guts? You’ve actually walked out alone. Come on. Kneel down in front of me and let me give you a good lesson."

When Maximilian was five-meter away from Mylo, Johnson ordered coldly, "Stop. Just stand there."

To Johnson, five meters was the safety distance. Even if Maximilian wanted to fight back before death, it would take him two to three seconds to cross over the distance, and two to three seconds was long enough for Johnson to shot Maximilian.

The gangsters beside Johnson shifted their guns towards Maximilian, while Robbie and the others, who were behind Johnson, were still pointing their guns at Maximilian.