"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!"

goon's threat, but the panic in his eyes betrayed his

"Strut, you say?"

nearby. "All of Zamri would soon be beneath my feet-pawns like you

you five hundred bucks for your troubles, but since you

disbelief as he looked on.

I am?"

watched Huub leave, having found out what he should do

geezer to the floor, he kicked the geezer viciously in the hip, leaving

Huub chuckled as he left the shoplet,

need now," he said, getting into his

goon stepped out, his face covered in blood. "Is he

goon replied respectfully, wiping the blood off

extend my business here." Huub smiled as he

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