CHAPTER 251 BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY

"Beat him. Come on guys!" Scott roared.

Scott thought that Maximilian was pretending to be brave, and this disguise would be quickly torn down

under his fists. At that time, Maximilian can only cry out and kneel down to beg for mercy.

Andrew and others were watching Maximilian, waiting to see him being beaten.

Just now, they were severely beaten and threatened. These pains must be imposed on Maximilian with

ten times and a hundred times more!

The hitters rushed to Maximilian, with baseball bats and steel pipe.

A strong man after Scott, sneering and saying, "Scott, let's have a little bet, how many seconds can this

loser last?"

This was the game Scott and his men like to play most. In the past, he won most of the time.

Scott sucked his mouth and said with smile, "I think this guy has a strong power, three minutes at

least."

"Oh, Scott, you overvalued him. Although these gangsters are generally powerful, they are not ordinary

people. I think that one minute is the most."

"A minute is redundant. From now on, it is estimated that the loser cannot last for 30 seconds. It makes

me think about a game called "One man who fails to bear 30 seconds cannot be called a man", which

is just suitable for the loser."

A follower of Scott took out his mobile phone and count down with the stopwatch.

"You, if you lose, one person will treat me to dinner for a month." Scott said quietly.

"No problem. I'm sure I'll win this time." Holding a mobile phone to time, the strong man was talking

when two gangsters had been hit and flew out of the crowd.

"Fuck. This loser is so cruel. He can beat these people out even under siege."

Scott and others all looked at Maximilian in the crowd. Maximilian rushed left and right, blocked the

east and west, holding the steel pipe in both hands. Though surrounded by the gangsters, he handled

them easily like a fish in water, and suppressed a group of gangsters.

"Shit! Is this really a loser? Consider his Kung Fu, he's a bit strong. " Exclusive content from .

"It's a trouble this time. No wonder they don't dare to do it. They must have suffered a lot. That's why

they hired us."

Scott listened to the words of his men. He was a little upset in his heart for a moment. He twisted his

brows and said, "Watch carefully and find out his weakness. We'll have a better understanding of him

later."

"No, I guess he'll be like a wolf for a minute. When he's exhausted, he'll have to kneel."

Although Maximilian was very fierce now, Scott's subordinators didn't think highly on him. They were all

martial arts practitioners, who had seen the world and have a deep understanding of fighting.

Fighting was a very physical thing, although the fighter often did not feel tired in a state of mental

tension, but it was just an exciting feeling.

It was common that a lot of people kneel all of a sudden because their physical strength couldn't keep

up. When their physical strength was seriously consumed, even if their spirit was excited, their body

would say no.

At present, Maximilian was in a state of unrestrained exciting, so Scott's men concluded that his

physical strength couldn't last for long.

The real master would control the rhythm of the fight and save energy to the greatest extent in order to

fight for a long time.

Scott naturally understood their meaning. But looking at the fierce fighter, he couldn't help feeling that

maybe this guy was fighting in an unusual way.

It was all because of Maximilian's eyes, which made Scott felt unusual.

"Be careful. Caution is the parent of safety. If you two are in his position, can you do what he did?"

Scott then pointed to the ground. There were more than a dozen fighters lying on the ground, covered

their hearts with their hands, groaning. They didn't even have the strength to get up.

Two gangsters hesitated and shook their heads together. They couldn’t do what Maximilian did in any

case.

Victoria stared at Maximilian with her eyes widely opened, worrying about his injury. Although she had

seen Maximilian beating a group of people several times, Victoria was still worried about him.

Seeing those gangsters being beaten by Maximilian, Victoria was a little reassured.

Andrew, Franklin and others were stunned with eyes opening as widely as an egg and stunning with

open mouths.

They couldn't believe what they saw right now. How could Maximilian do it?

Was this the loser that was abused and humiliated at their wills?

However, the idea quickly turned into anger. Andrew and others all felt that since Maximilian was so

strong at fighting, why he did not come to rescue them earlier? Since Maximilian can fight so good, why

didn’t he solve the problem earlier?

Everything was the fault of Maximilian, and it was what Maximilian did that got everyone involved!

"They just hit us so energetic. How could they be so useless when it comes to Maximilian?" Andrew

said maliciously.

Darian gently waved his fists, "It's good to kill Maximilian. Then there won't be so many disasters in the

future. They should kill him earlier!"

Franklin’s eyes were red and he prayed silently in his heart. He prayed that the gangsters would kill

Maximilian as quickly as possible. His days were numbered.

But that was not going to hap. When they wanted Maximilian to be killed on the spot, Maximilian kicked

around and beat the last six gangsters out.

Maximilian stood in the same place without huff and puff, looking at Scott with cold eyes.

Scott stretched his cocked legs, and his whole body became upright. His muscles gradually tightened

and his momentum gradually accumulated, like a fierce tiger in combat.

"One minute and fifty-two seconds, this speed is really unexpected. This time we didn’t win."

Scott’s man looked at the time on his mobile phone with a little surprise. Dozens of experienced

gangsters fell down unexpectedly in three minutes. This result even made Scott, such a bandit,

somewhat surprised.

He thought in Maximilian’s situation. Scott felt that even if he can take those gangsters, he would also

suffer from serious injuries. But Maximilian didn't get hurt at all. It could be said that he didn't get hurt at

all.

Such a scene made Scott feel powerless. It seemed that things had deviated from the right track. God

of fate seemed to have secretly changed Scott's script into Maximilian's.

"Maximilian, you are really something, but do you think this can save your wife?"