At Terry 'Ted' Cotton's orders, the thugs would charge at Frank and cut him into pieces!

Still, Ted was narrowing his eyes at the immeasurably arrogant man, feeling just a hint of wariness.

Could he be a member of some important family or the apprentice of one of the South Sea Sects?

"You have balls, kid," he said. "Where are you from?"

"Nowhere. I'm just Frank Lawrence, head of Lanecorp's health and security department," Frank replied confidently.

Ted actually did a double take.

Lanecorp? As in the company?

And the head of Lanecorp's health and security department...

It actually took Ted a while to come to a realization, though he felt humiliated when he understood what Frank was saying.

health and security department?! That just meant he was some glorified

a security guard had the balls

every bone in

into a frenzy, and

you underestimating

the ones who made the

"Still boasting when you're a dead man-cut

"Sure thing, Ted!"

left flustered as she watched the sea of thugs surge toward them-could

answer was obviously

in a spiral around his arm, he bellowed as he launched a

block screaming shrilly like a banshee, stopping the oncoming thugs in their tracks. The thugs that were directly in front of Frank were the unluckiest as they were sent

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