Chapter 117

"I will let you know later how much that kick of yours cost." Perseus suppressed his anger. "Hmph! I may not be able to pay for a Maybach, but do you think I can't afford an old Volkswagen?" Max grew more confident when he saw the others running toward him from a distance. He slammed his taser onto the car's hood. There was a clang, and a deep dent appeared on the hood. Perseus did nothing except look icily at Max. So he insisted on doing this the hard way? Then, he shouldn't blame Perseus for what would happen next. "Max, who's making trouble at Mount Fogview? Show yourself!" At that moment, a dozen security guards rushed out from inside. They were all young men in their 20s and 30s, and the fat one in the lead was almost seven feet tall. He was well-built and burly; he looked ferocious. "Brody, it's this guy. He wants to barge into our villas, but I stopped him." Max hurriedly handed over a cigarette. "This guy is an ex-convict. He was just released. He stole a Maybach y