"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.

they realized what happened with ease as if on a garden

arms or legs without a thought, while all the goons could see was a shadow flashing before their eyes. Terrible pain would soon ensue as they looked down to find a disjointed limb or wrists that were twisted in a

screamed in pain, one of the goons finally

he raised his steel bat, poised to strike, Frank disappeared in an instant like a ghost and reappeared behind

even have time to glimpse

screamed hysterically as he dropped to the floor,

thing continued for

up to a hundred were now all lying prone on the ground, some screaming while others unconscious from sheer

way, none of them were getting

he looked on,

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

was mysterious and their strength immense, but Urian could

them in a one-on-one fight the Lionheart martial elites would not win when his

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