Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 694 How Will I Know If You Don't Tell Me?

"Maximilian! You're looking for death! You son of a bitch can just wait to die!" Andrew angrily dropped his phone and said to Bentley with a smile on his face, "Bentley, you heard it, Maximilian completely did not give me face. You must help me clean him up later, and it's best to kill him!"

Looking at Andrew, who was wagging his tail and begging for mercy, Bentley's eyes were filled with disdain, "Since he wants me to go in and try, I really have to go in."

Bentley had been completely enraged, walked to the villa's door, and kicked it open.

Looking at the metal frame of the door that was kicked down to the ground by Bentley, Andrew was shocked again.

After kicking several doors in succession, Bentley walked into the lobby and sat down on the sofa. Andrew followed in and took the initiative to serve Bentley with water.

The sound of kicking the door alarmed everyone at home. Victoria, Laura, and others came out of the room, looking at Maximilian and Marcus standing in the corridor with questioning eyes.

"Andrew is really a bit too much, he even barged in with others. Maximilian, I think you should not be too impulsive, let me talk to him first." Marcus stopped Maximilian, wanting to go and talk to Andrew. "Dad, you'd better not to go, the person who can kick in the door will certainly not be an ordinary person, and I'll handle him. Victoria, you take care of Dad and Mom, don't let them go down." Victoria nodded and said in a low voice, "You have to be more careful."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine, they're just some rubbish." After Maximilian finished speaking, he walked to the stairwell and hurried downstairs to the living room to meet Andrew.

If it weren't for Andrew being Victoria's relative, Maximilian would have cleaned up Andrew long ago, and it wouldn't be troublesome now. But if he killed Andrew directly, Marcus must find it unacceptable. Today, he should give Andrew a good lesson so that Andrew would know his bottom line.

Maximilian walked into the living room, swept a glance at Andrew, who was pouring water, and then glanced at Bentley, who was sitting still like a mountain.

Seeing Maximilian enter, Bentley and Andrew looked at Maximilian.

Andrew sneered, proudly raised his head, and said, "Maximilian, you're arrogant enough now! You dare to offend the Saunders family's people, today I accompany Mr. Bentley of the Saunders family to ask you for an explanation!"

"Andrew, it seems like you want to help him?" Maximilian smiled and looked at Andrew indifferently.

"How can I help others? I try my best to mediate with Mr. Bentley to settle on the result of killing you and not harming the others. Without my mediation, our whole family would have suffered along with you!" "Oh, are you saying that you have done a lot?" Maximilian said teasingly.

"I'm saying you don't deserve to be a member of our family! Why don't you hurry up and kneel down and accept Mr. Bentley's punishment!"

Bentley slightly narrowed his eyes, and his murderous intent bloomed out. He stood up with force, his muscles swelled up, and his coat completely broke, revealing a muscle with dissatisfaction scars. Looking at Bentley's scars, Andrew couldn't help taking a breath.

"Maximilian, you dare to beat Regan and Jakub, today I'm going to kill you on behalf of the Saunders family."

"Oh, you still want to stand up for them, it's really a bit too insolent. If you want to kill me, you have to show me your real ability." Maximilian stretched out his little thumb and hooked it to Bentley, and his expression of disdain was already beyond words.

"Good! Let's show you what I can do!"

Bentley's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and after a string of crackling sounds, the marble floor of the living room was all shattered, and even the wall pillars were covered with cracks as if Bentley could stomp the whole house with a small effort.

"Do you know how expensive my family's villa is? You can only pay with your life if you make my family's villa look like this."

Bentley smiled hideously and walked towards Maximilian quickly, "Let me use my life to pay it? Hahahaha, then you have to have that ability. You have already seen my ability. Now let me see your ability!" Bentley's heavy fist with a whistling wind smashed into Maximilian's neck, but Maximilian didn't dodge in the slightest and gently raised his palm to stop Bentley's fist.

Victoria was watching from the second floor, screamed, and closed her eyes tightly. She thought that Maximilian was underestimating the enemy. How could he use such soft and feeble tricks to deal with Bentley's heavy punch? Maybe Bentley's fist would break Maximilian's hand.

Marcus also felt worried for Maximilian, and his old eyebrows tightly wrinkled together and twisted into a knot.

A look of joy appeared on Andrew's face, and he wanted to see the scene of Maximilian being beaten all over the ground and begging for mercy.

A fierce light bloomed in Bentley's eyes, and he punched heavily at Maximilian's raised soft palms, thinking that he could break all the tendons and bones of Maximilian's entire arm with one punch.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound when the fists intersected. Bentley's eyes instantly rounded, and he felt his fists hit a steel plate. No, Maximilian's palm was harder than a steel plate. If Bentley's fist hit a steel plate, the steel plate would also have a pit, but Maximilian's seemingly weak palm didn't have anything.

Maximilian's palm grabbed Bentley's fist, the corner of his mouth hooked a teasing cold smile, "Is this your full power strike? It looks loud, but the actual effect is really not much better than a child's punch." Bentley's face turned red, and he used all his strength to pull his fist back, but he couldn't pull it back at all. Maximilian's palm was like a vise, tightly clamping Bentley's hand.

Maximilian smiled and said, "What, you want to draw back your fist? Then you say it, how do I know if you don't say it." As he spoke, Maximilian used his strength heavily. Bentley's fist made a burst of crackles and the bones of his palm were crushed by Maximilian's pinch.

The pain caused beads of sweat to appear on Bentley's forehead, forcing himself not to let out the slightest cry of pain, but only stared at Maximilian with resentment.

Seeing that Maximilian had defeated Bentley with just one move, Andrew's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and he involuntarily became apprehensive. Andrew did not want to believe the scene he saw. The scene in front of him was too unbelievable for Andrew, and he could not figure out how Maximilian could be so powerful.

Bentley was an expert sent out by the Saunders family and was not one of those nobodies! "This Bentley seems to have the real ability, otherwise it would not have stomped the marble floor cracks everywhere. But why he did not kill Maximilian with one punch. Even if he could not kill Maximilian with a single punch, he should wound Maximilian. "00000