Chapter 755: Chapter755 Racing Master in Southern Area

“You ought to thank me! I saved your life! Now we are even.” Beatrice was pleased with herself.

Maximilian smiled and said, “Thanks.”

Beatrice didn’t know that Maximilian wouldn’t be hit by the car even without her help.

“Get off,” Maximilian said with a long face.

Mark pretended to be scared and said, “I am getting off! Don’t kill me.”

Just as he unbuckled his seat-belt, Mark drew out a dagger and aimed toward Maximilian.

Maximilian narrowed his eyes. He was watching Mark’s actions all along. This naive sneak attacks could do no harm at all.

Mark was thrilled to see himself was going to succeed. But Maximilian held Mark’s wrist and the dagger got stopped inches away from Maximilian’s chest.

Mark couldn’t get any further no matter how hard he tried.

Maximilian turned Mark’s wrist and a sharp pain shot through Mark’s arm. He dropped his dagger and tears fell down, “Please don’t hurt me.”

“Who hired you?” Maximilian press harder and asked. Only violence could tackle men like Mark.

“The Killer God,” Mark said painfully.

“Who is Killer God?” Maximilian asked. He never heard of Killer God before.

“You don’t know the Killer God?”

Maximilian hardened his grip.

“The Killer God is our company’s boss. You are going to cripple my hand.”Mark’s face was pale as a sheet.

“Why kill me?” Maximilian kept on asking.

“It is a mission from the Killer God. I don’t know the details. “

“Will he asked others to kill me again?”

“Maybe. If we could not finish the mission the case won’t be closed. ”

“Congratulation, your life is spared.” Mark seemed telling the truth. Maximilian loosened his grip.

Mark rubbed his wrist and still felt scared. What if he said anything wrong just now? What might have happened?

Cold sweat broke from his forehead.

“Please spare me! I won’t do this again.”Mark didn’t care about dignity at all. Who would care dignity in the middle of nowhere?

“Go tell your Killer God, don’t mess with my stuff. Otherwise, anything could happen.” This was the true reason that Maximilian didn’t kill Mark. He needed Mark to pass the message to the Killer God.

“Yes, sure, of course.”Mark knew very well that the Killer God wouldn’t stop. But if he didn’t promise Maximilian today, he would die for sure.

Maximilian waved and said, “You can leave now.”

Mark sighed with relief. He walked but kept turning his head to see whether Maximilian would regret.

When he was certain that Maximilian wouldn’t call him back, he ran like a rabbit.

“Wow! You are a master! Nobody can match you.” Beatrice worshipped Maximilian like a god.

If she knew what Maximilian had experienced before, she would have dropped her jaw in shock.

After reaching her home, Beatrice was reluctant to part with Maximilian. She said in a low voice, “Can I invite you for dinner someday?”

Maximilian wanted to say no but he didn’t want to hurt Beatrice for she looked so sincere. He nodded halfheartedly.

Beatrice was thrilled and did a few twirls happily. She went home as happy as a child got her candy.

Maximilian felt a bit confused.

Was he really that attractive? He didn’t take it seriously but others were so happy because of him?

Maximilian received Canaan’s call when he was about to drive home.

“Master, are you available today? There will be a competition in my club today.”

Canaan invited Maximilian politely in the phone. He looked forward that Maximilian could come and visit his club.

“Sure.” It was his apprentice’s racing club. He as Canaan’s master should go and take a look.

“That’s great master. I will be waiting for you. Don’t be too late.” Canaan hanged up the phone happily.

It was quite convenient for Maximilian to drop by Canaan’s club on the way back.

“Canaan, why so excited.” One of Canaan’s rich friends asked curiously.

Canaan said proudly, “My master is visiting the club today. I am so happy.”

“Your master? Must be good at driving.” Those rich guys began to gossip.

Canaan bragged, “Of course! If my master ranked the second place, nobody dares to claim himself the winner!”

The rich guys trusted without any doubts. Canaan was called the racing prince in H City. His master must be one in a million.

“You must be kidding me, loser,” someone said abruptly. It was a young man dressed in red from a wealthy family.

Hearing somebody talking about his past, Canaan felt embarrassed, “Raylee John, things changed.

How about a rematch?”

Canaan was not acting on impulse. He was quite confident. Even though he didn’t learn everything from Maximilian, he still had learned quite a lot.

“Sure. But I am afraid you will be too scare to lose. You could not win even if your master is here.”

Raylee said arrogantly.

“Clam down Canaan. He is the No.1 racer in H City.” Canaan’s rich friends tried to persuade him.

Racing prince still ranked lower than No.1 racer.

Maximilian was a god in Canaan’s eyes. He was beyond reach and could not be blasphemed. Raylee’s insult made Canaan’s face darken. He needed to win for Maximilian, “Who told you that I won’t race with you? Let’s do it.”

“OK, one match and for all.” Raylee said scornfully with his arms crossed.

Canaan won the match andRaylee looked crestfallen.

Raylee didn’t know why he lost. Canaan lost to him just a few months ago. It would need a long time for Canaan to catch up with him.

It has only been a few months and Canaan’s skill improved drastically. Was his master really that good?

Canaan was thrilled that he won. The unhappiness of losing the match a few months ago vanished. He said, “Are you convinced now?”

“You!” Raylee was familiar with this feeling. He gritted his teeth with rage. Suddenly someone familiar appeared. A joyful look appeared onRaylee’s face, “Master! Why are you here?”

A middle aged man in his thirties strode in. The man looked quite handsome and he scolded at Raylee, “What a shame!”

“Racing Master!Magnus!” The crowd cried out.