"......About this morning, I organized early training for my disciples as usual, but the number of people was missing by more than a dozen. At first, I thought they were too keen with those female prisoners, but then I thought, it shouldn't be. I have always been strict in control and let go of it, but the rules that should be followed must be abide by. Generally speaking, no matter how excited they are, they will definitely come to participate in my early training the next day. Seeing someone absent, I feel that things are not simple..."

After hearing Maxim's words, Brushchev smiled, but he was complaining in his heart, and he was strict with others. You just don't treat everyone under your control, so they are all afraid of you, right?

Maxim then said, "I felt something was wrong, so I sent someone to check it out, and the report said that there were only female prisoners in the prison, but no one else was seen. When I thought it was still wrong, it was impossible for my disciple to disappear without reporting to me. What must have happened?"

Brushchev asked, "What happened?"

Maxim glanced at him and cursed, "You're still pretending to be garlic, don't you know what happened?"

Brushchev looked innocent, "Where did I know how to go?"

Maxim resisted the urge to punch him directly on the fat face and continued, "I felt something was going to happen, so I went to the prison in person. In the large cell arranged for my disciples who had won the ball to enjoy the spoils, there were no one else except eleven female prisoners. My disciples and the rich men who came to see the living slums were missing. However, inside and outside the cell, some traces of flesh and blood, and traces of internal organs...

"I asked Warden Xing to ask him to ask him, but Warden Xing was gone.

"Then I can only wake up the female prisoners who are inexplicably still sleeping. After some torture, I came up with a unified confession, that is, the person was killed by the Third Rakshasatra Brushchev and his disciples!"

After saying that, Maxim stared at Brushchev with his eyes.

At this moment, even Brushchev was a famous "smiling tiger" and his face could not be stopped. His smile froze on his face, his fat flesh shook and changed color and said, "What did you... say?"

Maxim sneered, with a look of "You keep pretending": "I said, you killed all my twelve disciples and those big guys!"

Brushchev shouted, "You are crazy, how is this possible?"

Maxim sneered: "I knew you, a fat man, would not admit it, so I brought you the certificate."

As he said that, as soon as he waved his hand, his disciples immediately took two female prisoners.

The female prisoner was wrapped in a torn cloth strip, with a disheveled face, and was very embarrassed, and was forced to kneel in front of Brushchev and Maxim.

Maxim asked, "To be honest, who said to kill my disciples and those spectators outside the cell last night?"

The two female prisoners naturally knew that one of them was the Third Rakshasa Brushchev. They were so scared that they were trembling all over, but they were like ghosts, and replied in a strange, calm voice that seemed to be unself-produced: "It was the Third Rakshassa Brushchev and his disciples who killed them."

Maxim looked at Brushchev with his eyes squinted.

Brushchev shouted: "You dare to talk nonsense, slander, and you will die!"

His fat body suddenly burst out, and his two fists hit the two female prisoners in the head...
Chapter completed!