The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 86

Willow, who had always been indifferent to outsiders, looked at him coldly. "Don't ask unnecessary questions. This is the last document. Sign it."

The stout man's eyebrow twitched. He was a billionaire from Paramount. Travelling in luxury cars was just the tip of the iceberg. Countless influential figures and celebrities wanted to be associated with him. How dare she speak to him in that tone!

Yet, thinking of the chilling atmosphere before, he swallowed his anger and forced a smile. After all, even if the Central District looked down on the outer four districts, the Draco Chamber of Commerce was still one of the most powerful chambers of commerce. It would be better to befriend them than to be enemies. His smile stretched wider on his face.

On the other side, Jacob went outside the building and hailed a cab. He rushed the driver towards Oriental Tower. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

When Jacob picked up Franklin's call, he heard the panic in his father's voice. The Warlord of Scarlet Dragons was enraged.

It seems I may have been too lenient with them! I don't care who it is, anyone who touches my family is a dead man walking!

Clenching his fist, the murderous intent in his eyes was chilling.

"Did I forget to turn on the heater? It's so cold." The cab driver mumbled while shivering. He looked at the road and slowed down the cab.

"Why did you slow down?" Jacob asked, his fury evident in his voice.

The driver turned around, unnerved. "Ah, sir. It seems like a roadblock for inspections." He explained frantically.

Releasing a short puff of breath, Jake calmed his heart and looked out. Dozens of meters ahead, the cars on the road were directed onto the other lanes. An armored car with the words 'Ministry of Defense' on the side was stopped sideways in the middle of the road.

Jacob's eyes reddened. The Ministry of Defense again! They ignored my warning!

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob ordered the driver. "Drive on."

"Yes… yes sir!" The driver nodded, feeling the pressure. He pressed the accelerator to the floor.

The cab sped ahead. The words on the side of the armored car grew larger. The cab driver released his foot.

"Do not slow down." The driver immediately pressed back down on the pedal. Just as they almost collided, the armored car reversed and shot back, clearing a path for the cab. The cab driver exhaled in relief as the cab continued to speed on.

As they were about to reach the overhead bridge, Jacob spoke up. "Stop."

The driver slammed down on the brakes. He turned towards Jacob in a daze.

"Drive forward and wait for me there." After giving him the short instructions, Jacob stepped out of the

cab.

A gentle breeze blew from beneath the bridge. Jacob smiled chillingly as he strode under the bridge.

In the shadows, a tall middle-aged man and a short young man, both wearing combat uniforms, stood next to a slim young woman in white martial arts uniform.