Hi, I'm Max. For friends - Mad Max. However, we already know each other, so you know where I ended up and what I do. Strip club, casino and all that. Although no. Correction. Remember when I said that my life had nothing to do with murder? I was wrong. I was wrong about a lot of things. For example, three girls in bed is quite enough. No, don’t think: I really love my girls. But some people think that it would be a good idea to marry me... And this is where the problem arises. Such a hefty one. With wings. Now I have to decide what’s worse: falling under a killer’s knife or getting married? It seems to me that horseradish is no sweeter than radish... So - something like this. I spin like a squirrel in a wheel, solve problems and dream about to survive until evening. And then - until the morning.