Soon, a sports car slowly drove into the chemical factory. A middle-aged man in his fifties got out of the car.

He had a squarish face and he looked intimidating when he was not smiling.

Buff and his two companions immediately greeted him when he got out of the car.

"Mister Denmark, you have to help me. They dared to hiton our turf. This is a disrespect to you," said Buff in a sobbing tone.

The man who was called Mister Denmark seemed annoyed. He asked, "Why can't you do your job properly? Do I have to clean up your mess every time?" "Mister Denmark, they damaged my factory room and equipment, yet they're unwilling to compensate, and they even beat us up.

How are we supposed to make a living if you don't interfere?" Buff whined pitifully.

Mister Denmark frowned and said, "That's outrageous. Let's go. Showwho he is." Buff and the others were instantly overjoyed. He led Mister Denmark to his office.

Denmark, a combat expert in the Eastern Sun District. He was undefeated in the nearby area and was highly

Zimmer since a long tago. Otherwise, he would not be as successful as he was

a lot of offerings too, of course. It was necessary, else Zimmer would not interfere

"You're dead meat!" "Oh yeah? It looks like

"That's right. I'll feed your bones to the stray dogs today,

that moment

glanced around the office when

in a respectful tone, "Mister Denmark, that's him. He's quite a fighter and he beat us all up. Please teach

him. Noticing the change, he quickly asked, "What's wrong, Mister Denmark?" A raging storm

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