Maximilian didn't want to keep messing up with the contemptible scoundrel, and was about to leave the place together with Victoria and the rest.
Thinking that Maximilian was scared and thus chose to leave together with the beauties around him, those men then became even more brazen and rampant than before.
"Ha, you're scared, aren't you? I knew that you're just a pathetic coward!" The man yelled impudently.
Hearing that, Maximilian turned back and stared at him as if he was looking at a fool. With his shape shuddered and hair standing straight out, the man could feel from his eyes that something bad was about to happen.
'Something about this man is not right.' Thought the man. However, he soon pushed down his panic, and gave a second thought that maybe he was just good at fighting.
Boldly, the man blocked Maximilian's way and said, "Not until you kneel down and apologize for everything you have just done to me, you little bastard!"
Maximilian offered a helpless smile, and thought that he was just making trouble out of nothing, since the man was exactly the one who started everything and threatened him.
The rest of the fellows also raised their heads and said, "Just do exactly what our boss has told you, and possibly you would be lucky enough to survive it!"
Laughing, Maximilian bridled at their pretentious warning and disdained to make any apology.
As the man reached out one of his fingers and was about to say something, Maximilian grabbed his finger and bent it, which made the man cry out with tears shed from his eyes.
"Just wait and see! I'm calling my brother, and you will regret everything later!" In pain, the man growled.
Maximilian let go of the man and plainly answered, "Fine, then just do it."
His words dumbed the man: he thought that Maximilian would definitely bow down and shudderingly beg for mercy hearing his opponent was about to call up back-up, while he was just standing there calmly and indifferently, which made him doubt that whether this man had gone crazy.
One of the man's fellows said, "Maybe he is just doubting that you're bluffing, boss. Let's just call up your brother and show him what you've got!"
Thinking that his man's words did make sense, he turned to Maximilian and said arrogantly, "Alright, you asked for it!"
Without any hesitation, he called up his brother, "Brother, someone has just hit me! Please, I need you to come and take revenge for me!"
"Seriously? You are not joking, right?"
"Come on! Just don't waste any time and help me!"
"Fine, just wait for me."
The brother of the man hung off the phone and got back to the office of Rowen, "Rowen, someone has hit my little brother, and I'm going to clean up the mess for him."
"OK. Do you need any backups?" Smiled Rowen, a man who knew how to treat his fellows properly.
The man swayed his gauze-wrapped fists and answered with confidence, "Please, stop making fun of me, Rowen. I'm your right hand, and I count on nothing but my fists!"
Rowen was happy to see his man in confidence, and laughed, "Do me a favor. Here is an invitation, and I need you to hand it over to Mr. Lee, who is currently living in the hotel on street No.73. Wait by the gate when you arrive, and I will call him up to get downstairs and meet you by then."
"No problem." The big brother of the man took the letter and kept the address in mind.
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