"I refuse!"

The geezer remained determined.

"Hmph."

Huub snorted at his stubbornness and stepped aside.

His goon caught his cue right then.

He was naturally a powerful martial artist-that was how he got the job.

He strode forward right then and lifted the geezer off the ground, his face inches away from the geezer's as he growled threateningly, "Do you know who you're trying to con here? This is Huub Droitner of Bralog's Droitner Incorporated! It seems that you're really asking for it!"

"D-Droitner Incorporated? So what? T-This is Zamri, not Bralog! You don't get to strut here!"

despite the goon's threat, but the

"Strut, you say?"

coolly nearby. "All of Zamri would soon

going to pay you five hundred bucks for

he looked on. "Are you

what if I am?" Huub

he watched Huub leave, having found out what he should do now from the

he kicked the geezer viciously in the hip, leaving

Huub chuckled as he left the

getting into his

out, his face covered in blood. "Is

life," the goon replied respectfully, wiping the

Huub smiled as

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