The impact made a loud metallic thud. The man cried out in pain, his already broken nose bleeding in front of multiple people at the gas station, but no one dared to interrupt, especially after hearing that the person getting beat up was the one who was in the wrong. He deserved what he was getting. "I don't give a shit who you are or what your family is," Maxwell said coldly.He pulled the guy back and threw him to the ground. The man landed hard on the concrete, groaning.Maxwell stood over him, breathing hard, his knuckles throbbing from the punches. All the adrenaline from the near-accident was still pumping through his veins, mixing with the satisfaction of finally making this arrogant bastard feel some consequences.The man rolled onto his back, blood streaming from his lip, one eye already starting to swell shut. He looked up at Maxwell with a mixture of shock, pain, and disbelief."You're dead," he gasped, spitting blood. "You're fucking dead. You just messed with the wrong g
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