"You're wrong, Mr. Reno. I have you exactly where I want you, and...'

Frank's smile broadened. "You've really spared me the trouble of searching everywhere for the saboteurs of Lanecorp's transport trucks. How convenient." "What? What the hell are you saying? You have "

Even before Urian finished, his triumphant expression turned to shock and then panic.

After all, Frank just leapt out of his office so quickly that he was a blur and boldly landed into the center of the hundreds of goons.

"Argh!!!"

"Oof!"

"My arm! My arm!"

The goons were screaming every exclamation possible as Frank changed among their ranks like a wolf among sheep.

the goons even before they realized what happened with ease as if

without a thought, while all the goons could see was a shadow flashing before their eyes.

the others screamed in pain, one of the goons finally

poised to strike, Frank disappeared in an instant like a ghost and

to glimpse

as he dropped to the

continued for

of a rigid Urian, his lively goons that numbered up to a hundred were now all lying prone on the ground, some

way, none of

he looked

artists before-that was, the Lionheart martial elites whom Chet Jonas had

strength immense,

never beat any of them in a one-on-one fight the Lionheart martial elites would not win when his goons had numbers

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