The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

The appearance of Kingston surprised Saron!
After all, for so many years, Kingston had lived in seclusion and rarely appeared in sight of everyone. It was also in these years
that many problems occurred in Dracodise.
Kingston's voice in the general meeting had become weaker and weaker, and his control over the branches had also become
weaker and weaker.
Nathan always felt that Kingston was laying a trap. Like Jessica, he let the wolves in first and then closed the door to beat them.
"President!" The members at the scene couldn't help standing up one after another, bowing to Kingston.
Archer's face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't believe it. Nathan actually called Kingston, the president of the Dracodise
Association here.
Redd was also dumbfounded, unable to say a word.
Kingston walked in slowly, and no one dared to look at him wherever he passed. This was a powerful deterrent force for him as
the president.
Some haze flashed across Saron's eyes, obviously, he did not expect that Kingston, who had not been out for many years, would
appear in the Dracodise branch of Neva Province today.
"What? Don't you know me?" Kingston said lightly when he walked past Saron.
"I'm glad to meet you!" Saron hastily cupped his fists and bowed his head, and said respectfully.
He didn't want to be caught making a mistake and suffer a big loss.
It's really the president of Dracodise. The president has never seen. I didn't expect that Mr. Evans could invite him to come out.
It's incredible!
Beasley was shaking with excitement.
With Kingston standing up to speak, wouldn't it be easy for him to be the helmsman?

The eyes he looked at Nathan became fanatical, and he felt that Nathan was really unfathomable, and he must rely on him well
in the future, the future was limitless!
Kingston said calmly, "It is my idea to let Beasley be the head of the Dracodise branch of Neva Province. Do you have any
opinions?"
Redd gritted his teeth, stood up, cupped his fists, and said, "Chairman, I don't want to question your decision, but that Beasley is
not suitable!"
Saron also said, "Chairman, Dracodise is not owned by one man, everyone's opinions are also very important."
In front of Kingston, he would not be able to be tough for a while.
Archer also said in a deep voice, "If the president wants Beasley to be the leader, you must convince me, otherwise, even if he
becomes the leader, we will not be on the same page, and we will not be able to do things well!"
Kingston looked at Archer thoughtfully and said, "There is some truth in your words, so tell me, how can I convince you?"
"Just follow the rules!" Saron said from the side.
Kingston said, "Oh? What's the rule?"
"Nathan recommended Beasley, and I recommended Archer! This matter should be resolved between me and Nathan," Saron
said.
Kingston said, "This statement makes sense, what do you think, Master Evans?"
Nathan said, "Okay, I have no objection."
Saron said again, "Both Master Evans and I are people of status, a master of the Dracodise of Rikkus, and an elder of the
General Assembly. If we fight, it will be too embarrassing."
Nathan smiled and said, "How do you want to arrange it?"
Saron said, "It's better to let our disciples battle. What do you think? In this way, the two of us will not lose face, nor will we hurt
our friendship!"
Nathan couldn't help being slightly startled after listening, and narrowed his eyes.

Before he could speak, Gussie stood up and said, "Okay, then it's decided!"
This surprised Nathan, Gussie only had been learning martial arts from him for a few months, it was enough to deal with ordinary
people, but it was probably not enough to compete with real masters. However, after thinking about it, he decided to let him go.
Saron said, "Shane, come out!"
"Grandpa!" Among the crowd, stood out a young man who had never said a word.
He was Saron's grandson, named Shane Liam.
Nathan called Gussie over and told her, "The people of the Lach Family are good at dragon- shaped claw skills, they pay
attention to aura, so the fighting style must be very fierce... You have been learning boxing from me for so long. I only taught you
the frame, which is hard work If it is head-to-head, I am afraid it is not as good as this Shane who has practiced for many years."
"The 'Guidance on Combat' I passed on to you is not without examples of the weak defeating the strong. Try to figure it out for
yourself."
Gussie nodded with a serious expression, her eyes burst out with astonishing fighting spirit!
If one didn't use the martial arts, why did he learn them?
She was cowardly and inferior before, now she was so confident and unrestrained, she just wanted
to use her fists to split a path of life and death, go forward bravely, and bid farewell to the ignorant and powerless self in the past.
"Mr. Evans, is it good for you to send a girl to fight?" Beasley couldn't help but say in a panic.
"If you don't agree, then I will leave it," Nathan said.
Beasley was speechless, sweating secretly in his heart, how could this woman beat Shane, who
was so strong?
Her skin was delicate and tender, he was afraid that if Shane grabbed her, her bones would be
broken!

After Shane saw that it was a woman, he couldn't help being a little more contemptuous, and said, "Mr. Evans is really short-
sighted, and he even accepted a woman as an apprentice. I won't hold
back later!"
Gussie walked forward calmly, and after being beaten by many bosses in Devendill Prison, her mentality was already as hard as
iron. Compared with those big guys, Shane's temperament was not scary at all, and even made her feel as gentle as a kitten.
"I have only practiced boxing for a few months. If you lose to me in a while, it will be shameful," Gussie said lightly, "You'd better
put away your contempt and fight me hard."
When Beasley heard that Gussie had only practiced boxing for a few months, his heart sank. But he didn't know that Gussie was
a martial arts prodigy that even Nathan couldn't help but praise. He had never seen anyone with more talent than Gussie.
Talent was something you were born with, and it cannot be made up for no matter how much acquired effort one spent.
Of course, Gussie was also working hard enough to practice whenever she had free time. Even when she was at work, she often
removed her stool and did a martial-art squat for most of the day.
Kingston said indifferently, "Since that's the case, let's this fight decide who should be the master of Dracodise branch in Neva
Province!"
He couldn't help being annoyed that Nathan had actually agreed to Saron's request, if Gussie lost,
then Saron would be the helmsman!
What if he lost it even being supported by the general president?
Once the news spread, his prestige would be greatly affected.
The safest way was to let Nathan fight with Saron directly and beat the old guy up.
Why should he bother?