Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 87 First Come, First Serve

A few thugs turn their heads, and saw the wall crack like the cobweb. How terrible it was!

"Big brother!" The thugs went to help Yellow Hair down from the wall. When the Yellow Hair got down,

he trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Shit!" Yellow Hair looked up at Maxwell, his eyes cold and fierce!

"Kill him!" snapped Yellow Hair.

"It... I'm afraid it's not the right time." said a man. A few thugs looked at each other. There were many

people in the bar, they dared not to make trouble.

"What are you afraid of? I know the boss. If something happens, I will cover it for you!" said Yellow Hair.

"Let's go." Isadora felt they shouldn't stay here any longer. She didn't expect that Maxwell would act so

decisively.

"It's fine." His broad and warm hand caught hold of Isadora's delicate hand. Isadora's heart leapt and

she looked at Maxwell's calm face.

Isadora was fascinated by Maxwell's sharp eyes, which seemed to have a strange magic.

Isadora felt shy and her heart beat fast as her hand was held by Maxwell.

"Today, for the beauty's sake, I don't ask for your trouble. Please stay away immediately, or you will

suffer!" Yellow Hair walked toward Maxwell with a sharp dagger in his hand!

Maxwell's eyes grew cold. "If you get the hell out of here now, I can leave this matter alone."

"Get out? You let us get of here?" Yellow Hair was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the other

thugs and then laughed, "How bold are you!"

"Do you know who I am? You came here for the first time and asked me out? Even the boss here dares

not let me get out!" Yellow Hair shouted loudly, and looked arrogant!

"I gave you a chance, but you still disturbed me and hit on my friends." Maxwell took a sip of the Bloody

Mary. In his calm look, a deep murderous aura was brewing.

"Brother, don't waste time with him, just knock him down!" The gangster waved the dagger. The crowd

looked stunned and backed when they saw it!

It was Yellow Hair who was angry!

In addition to the bar owner here, Yellow Hair was the one whom no one dared to offend!

Frequent guests knew that they could enjoy a good time here, as the bar environment was very good,

the wine was very good, but there was a fly in the ointment because Yellow Hair was here!

There were many kinds of rumors. Some said that Yellow Hair used to kill people and Yellow Hair was

often seen in the bar door to hook up with girls. No one knew how many young and beautiful girls had

been tarnished by him.

No one dared to offend Yellow Hair. it was said that Yellow Hair's family background was powerful and

he was in good relationship with the bar owner. Whenever he made trouble in the bar, the bar owner

would turn a blind eye to it.

And now, some people sighed. There were very few women who could escape when she was taken

fancy to by Yellow Hair.

Sympathetic glances fell on Isadora, as if Isadora's fate had been decided when she had attracted

Yellow Hair.

Yellow Hair held a dagger and stared at Maxwell. His eyes were cold and terrible!

Suddenly, Yellow Hair rushed toward Maxwell. Then, several gangsters standing by Yellow Hair, also

held daggers and rushed toward him!

Each dagger, with its blade flashing with frightful light, pierced at Maxwell!

Isadora was petrified and stared at the gangsters with horror! Yellow Hair really took action!

Maxwell sat calmly by the bar and watched them as Yellow Hair and the other thugs were going to

attacked him fiercely.

The dagger was going to hit Maxwell in the face! They acted so fast and so fierce!

At that moment, Maxwell narrowed his eyes. With a disdainful look, Maxwell suddenly punched Yellow

Hair on the chin.

The strong hit sent Yellow Hair away in the air again, and they could hear clear sound of bone crack!

Those thugs immediately stopped and looked at him in disbelif!

Maxwell looked like the invincible god of war. With only a pair of fist, he knocked Yellow Hair down

immediately!

"Want to be hit?" Maxwell raised a smile. It was a disdainful smile.

Those gangsters felt it terrible. How dare they challenge Maxwell?

The most powerful man, Yellow Hair, had been knocked down so easily by Maxwell!

"Get away!" Maxwell snapped, with cold and murderous look in his eyes.

How dare the thugs stayed here any longer? They hurriedly helped up Yellow Hair, who was bleeding,

on the ground, and left the bar in embarrassment.

"It's solved." Maxwell looked around and saw Isadora looking at him with interest and with her chin in

her hands and a smile on her face.

"I didn't know that you know Kungfu?" There was tenderness in Isadora's beautiful, clear eyes.

"Some fighting skills. Do you want to learn some?" Maxwell laughed.

"Yes, I want to learn Kungfu, too." Isadora nodded, raised her lips beautifully.

"Let me teach you. What do you want to learn, on the bed or off the bed?" Maxwell asked softly, leaning

closer to Isadora.

"I am good at the skills in bed. You want to see it?" Isadora smiled meaningfully.

Maxwell stared into Isadora's beautiful eyes for a long time. Suddenly, Maxwell reached out a hand and

wrapped it around Isadora's slender waist.

Isadora looked a bit stunned and a flicker of panic flashed across her face. She didn't expect that

Maxwell would dare touch her!

"Take your hands off me!" Isadora frowned.

"Aren't you going to show me your 'Kungfu'?" Maxwell smiled. His tone became very flirtatious.

"You..." Isadora was speechless. She was just kidding him, but she didn't know that she had crossed

the line.

Just then, outside the bar, a black Mercedes came speeding down the road and pulled to a halt.

"Here?" Andreas turned his head to look at the bar and asked calmly.

"Yes, she comes here to drink at this time of the day. Sometimes she is alone, and sometimes with

friends," said a man from the Sandoval family. "Lennon is often busy with work and doesn't have time

to be with her, so she's out all day..."

Andreas smiled. A lonely woman was the easiest to trust others. He had played with countless

heartbroken women.

He was sure that he could take her down.

The car door opened and Andreas walked into the noisy bar, with two assistants closely following him

to keep him safe.

Andreas swept the bar, and suddenly, his gaze stopped at the bathroom door.

Andreas recognized a beautiful, sexy figure standing in front of the bar's bathroom door.

Andreas sorted out his suit and walked over to Isadora.

"Miss Bole," Andreas smiled as he walked over.

"And you are...?" Isadora turned her head and glanced at Andreas.

"I'm Andreas from the Sandoval Family. Mr. Bole had told me about you at a private dinner a few days RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

ago. I didn't expect to meet you here," Andreas smiled, "I wanted to meet Miss Bole when I was in

Beijing, but I never had the chance. I never thought we would have such a chance..."

Andreas showed his signature smile, which had beguiled many beautiful young women. His politeness

made him look like a gentleman who was in high society.

"Oh." Isadora nodded, her beautiful eyes peering from time to time toward the men's rest room.

Andreas felt strange. Isadora didn't seem to be interested in him at all.

"Miss Bole, are you waiting for someone?" Andreas asked with a smile.

"Yes." Isadora nodded and then Andreas chatted with her for a few more minutes, but Isadora seemed

completely uninterested in Andreas.

Andreas's handsome face looked gloomy. He received a cold shoulder. Isadora was not interested in

him at all!

How could that be? Andreas didn't get it. His flirting trick had never failed, but today it didn't work...

What went wrong? Andreas thought about it, but he thought he had done it perfectly.

After a while, a man came out of the man's restroom, and Isadora looked at it with a smile.

"Why did it take that long? I'm so anxious. I've already booked a room." Isadora frowned.

"I'm always slow, on and off the bed." Maxwell said lightly. Suddenly, Maxwell saw Andreas, and

Andreas was shocked.

"Why are you here?" Andreas frowned, but Maxwell said with ease, "Mr. Andreas, why can I see you

everywhere? I even met you in the restroom of a bar! You're not following me around, are you?"

Andreas looked grim. "I was going to ask you why you are always around me."

"She asked me out for a drink." Maxwell smiled and wrapped his hand around Isadora's slender waist.

Andreas glanced coldly at Maxwell and Isadora. The two stared at each other. Andreas clenched his

fists, with a murderous air in his eyes!

Damn it, Max was one step faster than him again!

"Mr. Andreas, you won't care if we have a drink and book a room, will you?" Maxwell glanced at him

with a sneer.

"Of course not," Andreas said, suppressing his anger and a smiled. "Have fun."

Andreas turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd...

"You know him?" Maxwell asked, watching Andreas's back.

"No, just another chat up." Isadora rolled her eyes. In fact, she didn't take Andreas seriously.

She had encountered numerous flirting skills in Beijing. She was used to it.

Outside the bar, Andreas clenched his fists, looking pale, and then slammed his fists on the roof of the

black car and then kicked the car's tire.

"Bang!"

The tires let out a muffled sound, and soon Andreas's face was contorted in pain.

"Max Kirk!"

Andreas was hideous and furious. Inside the car, it was filled with his insane yells of rage!