Legend Of Dragon Lord

Chapter 9 Fail to Reach A Consensus

The morning light was faint, like a faint layer of foundation hitting Cecilia's slightly hearty face. A few

strands of blond hair crawling on her cheeks softly. Her small cherry mouth was like a child sucking,

making people want to kiss her.

Frank stared blankly for a while.

It was not that he had never seen a beautiful woman. Even more explicit temptations could be

encountered almost every day when he was in a foreign country, and he had never been tempted.

However, his heart was throbbing nonstop at this moment.

"What are you going to do?"

A sharp rebuke suddenly sounded. Frank frowned, turned and left, ignoring the sharp voice coming

from behind.

The environment of the villa area was good, and the most important thing was he could meet beautiful

women who also came out for morning exercises, which was very seductive.

After running ten laps and finding a quiet corner, Frank took a pose and started practicing pugilistic art.

One move, one move, Frank focused on his movements, not daring to be sloppy at all. But in the eyes

of others, he was just cramping. He beat continuously in the first second, and rolled on the ground in

the next second, more neurotic than neuropathy.

However, they couldn’t see that with such neurotic movements, Frank’s body under his clothes was

glowing with iron cyan luster. His muscles under the skin continued to roll and became stronger, the

bones were further compressed with its density increased, and the blood was like a river running. A

little bit of black stains mixed with sweat stains was on his head. It was fishy smell and unpleasant.

At the same time, the light around Frank became dim. It was not easy to see Frank.

Eleven minutes later, Frank stopped. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, his clothes soaked with

sweat, and white smoke came out of his head.

It took a long time before he calmed down.

Clenching his fists, Frank punched out suddenly.

Boom!

There was a big sound and ripples in the air. The trees in front of Frank fell suddenly, and the green

leaves fell to the ground, clattering.

The corners of Frank's mouth were slightly tilted, and then his body shook rapidly, as if the picture on

the TV was shaking at a very high speed, and layers of white mist emerged from him.

After more than 30 seconds, he stopped trembling. The sweat stains on Frank's body had long since

disappeared. He became refreshing as usual. But his clothes appeared more worn out.

This was clearly not something that humans could do. Ordinary humans simply couldn’t withstand the

tremors of such a high speed.

Frank knew it himself.

It all came down to his previous pugilistic art.

Eight years ago, he got Anonymous Fist when he went abroad. From the beginning, he could only

barely make one movement. Now he could practice for eleven minutes, which took eight full years.

And the more he practiced, the more he was in awe of Anonymous Fist. Yes, it was awe.

Frank had speculated that if he wanted to complete Anonymous Fist, it would take at least two hours,

which meant that he had only done less than one-tenth of Anonymous Fist.

It was this one tenth that made him the best in the underground world.

Anonymous Fist had only one function, it was to improve the user's physical fitness.

The longer he practiced for every time, the stronger he would be. Greater strength, faster speed,

stronger reaction ability, lasting physical strength, sharper five senses, smarter brain...

Everything evolved to a non-human level.

Of course, Frank was more willing to believe that he was moving towards human limits.

Back at the villa, Frank saw the two sisters whispering in the dining room next to the living room. Cindy

was speaking while Cecilia still had a little blush on her face and her eyes were dodgy.

Frank walked directly to the dining room, sat at the dining table, picked up a bun and took a bite.

Ignoring Cindy's almost angry gaze, he admired, "Your cook is good."

Cindy's face was full of anger. She gritted her teeth and muttered, "Pervert!"

She saw Frank staring at her sister in the morning. If she didn't say anything, she didn't know what

nasty behavior Frank would do.

"Did I molest you?" Frank asked rhetorically, glanced at Cindy back and forth. "Flat-chested. I have no

interest in you. "

"If it tastes delicious, eat more." Cecilia smiled awkwardly, and said to Frank while appeasing her sister

who was about to lose temper.

After eating up the bun in his hand, Frank picked up another one unceremoniously, "Let the chef cook Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

more, it's not enough."

Cindy slapped her chopsticks on the table, stood up angrily. She said she was full, turned and left.

She was afraid that she would be pissed off by Frank if she kept staying here.

"Cindy didn't actually aim at you intentionally."

Cecilia explained quickly, apologizing.

Frank didn't care at all. He ate as he said, "My grandfather wants us to get married as soon as

possible. When shall we get the certificate?"

Cecilia shuddered and almost slipped off the chair. She looked at Frank incredulously. She thought,

"Even if I lost the bet and become your fiancée now, you shouldn’t be so rash. What do you think of

me?"

"Don't blame me for being direct." Frank ate up all the buns in front of him, and said solemnly, "I said

clearly before that I don't like you. The reason why I came to you was forced by my grandfather. Either

we get married to let my grandfather be reassured, or you can convince him. Then I will be free."

He didn’t want to waste too much time here. He had more important things to do when he came back

this time.

Cecilia's mouth twitched. At this moment, she understood why Frank had been rude since the

beginning. From yesterday, they thought Frank was a toad and wanted to eat swan meat. It now

appeared that the situation was quite the opposite.

Frank didn't give a shit to her, the number one beauty in Haidong City, the wealthy eldest lady, including

the Fallen-city Corporate she was proud of.

It was reasonable that how a person with the strength of Top soldier could would entangle her as they

thought.

Although she could understand it, Cecilia felt a bit wronged and less guilty when she thought of Frank

being so direct and not caring about her feelings at all.

Was she really so unbearable in Frank’s eyes?

"I can marry you!"

Cecilia looked straight into Frank's eyes, "But before that, I want you to do me a favor. Our company's

laboratory was stolen last night..."

Frank frowned and his eyes became sharp. He interrupted Cecilia directly, "You use me?"

Cecilia was nervous, and Frank's sharp eyes made her feel like she was facing a murderous god.

Even her father, the high-ranking Chu Family’s Patriarch, had never made her feel such a heavy

pressure.

Subconsciously, she avoided Frank's eyes. But then Cecilia's anger surged in her heart, "Frank! Many

people like me. I didn't say anything just now. It's impossible for me and you to get married!"

"Our previous bet... Do you want to break your promise?” Frank narrowed his eyes and said

meaningfully.

Bastard!

Cecilia clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were reddish, and she said slowly,

"I am not a dishonest person. We will get married tomorrow!"

After that, Cecilia turned and left. She just wanted to cry. But even if she wanted to cry, she would

never cry in front of Frank.