Chapter 494 Internal Fighting (Part 2)

Bruschov glanced at Longoria, who was sitting on the ice chair, shaking and even twitching, and said with a smile: "Maxim, this is what I want to ask you, you and your Apprentice, what are you doing here?"

Maxim narrowed his eyes: "Are you blind and can't you see it?

"My apprentice and I are enjoying the trophies that we should have enjoyed on the spot before. If you are here to watch, you paid money to watch outside. If not, then get out as soon as possible!"

Bruschov still had a smile on his face: "Let us get out, is it wrong?

"Maxim, who allowed you to do such a thing in the Great Rakshasa Sect's prison, huh?

"Even if you are a prisoner, you and your apprentice have no right to lynch or have any relationship with them. What's more, you invite people to watch jokes and make money. Do you think this is a place, a red light district?"

His face was kind, but his words were rude.

Of course, Maxim knew that this "smiling tiger" was not a good person, but how could he give in in front of his disciples, many wealthy men, and female prisoners? What's more, what he hated most in his life was the "smiling knife hidden in the smile" of the guy in front of him. ".

He said: "It is natural for the winner to enjoy the spoils of victory. No one needs permission. This is our right. Bruschev, are you too lenient?"

Bruschov chuckled: "Oh, my stupid Mr. Maxim, have you forgotten? The First Rakshasa is in charge of the prison. The prisons of the Great Rakshasa Sect have always been contacted by the First Rakshasa. Although it is a place where prisoners are held, no one is allowed to make this place a mess! Where is the warden?"

As soon as the words fell, a man with a scarred face, a black eye patch, and a big beard appeared and said: "The little... villain is here."

Originally, he was a powerful and cruel prison warden in front of the prisoners, but now, he seems a bit submissive.

Bruschov didn't seem to be angry, and asked him with a smile: "How do you manage the prison, huh? Why don't you report these people to me when they are doing things in the Rakshasa Prison? I think you are a prisoner You’re not very qualified for your job. You don’t want to do it anymore, do you?”

The warden shivered like a primary school student who had done something wrong: "I...I..."

Maxim sneered and said: "Brushchev, what's the point of playing tricks with the people below? Come at me if you dare!"

"Furthermore, it is true that the first Rakshasa is in charge of prisons, but what does this have to do with you? Are you, Ta Made, the first Rakshasa? Has the sect leader made it clear?"

Bruschov narrowed his eyes and smiled brighter: "Although the lord of the sect has not made it clear, the first and second Rakshasa have passed away. The lord of the sect asked me to temporarily take over the position of the first Rakshasa according to the order, so what happened here I have to take care of it."

Maxim said angrily: "I will be the first to refuse to let you, a fat man, be the first Rakshasa! I think you are deliberately looking for trouble when you step on Mad!"

"You have stopped our action once before in the Colosseum, and now you are making trouble again! This time, even if I can agree, it is impossible for my disciples to agree!"

After finishing speaking, on Maxim's side, those disciples who had transformed into beasts exploded with momentum and muscles in an attempt to intimidate the opponent.

Not to be outdone, Bruschov was led by Pavlov, and a dozen of his disciples each activated the Rakshakui magical power to transform into beasts...