Chapter 94 He Made a Name for Himself

"Shit! Knock him down!" One of the men shouted angrily. He picked up a rusty steel pipe and rushed to Maxwell! The other men took off their coats and stared at Maxwell fiercely. Their strong muscles bulged up, making the girl behind Maxwell look pale with fright. These thugs were all strong! From their fierce and merciless look, they emitted murderous aura! They had killed people! All of a sudden, Maxwell was surrounded by several men with sticks. It seemed that they were going to kill Maxwell. Maxwell looked at them disdainfully. He kicked off the ground and then he disappeared into thin air. "Where's he gone?" The men looked at each other in dismay. It was late at night, and Maxwell's voice sounded in the darkness. The men looked around, but they couldn't see Maxwell. "Boss, he didn't run away, did he?" said one of them. Maxwell, who was in the midair, coldly glanced at the men. In his hands, a black Dragon's Teeth dagger shining bright in the dark. And the veins on his arms