"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!"

the goon's threat, but the panic in

"Strut, you say?"

"All of Zamri would soon

snatched the fake flower on the table. "I was going to pay you five hundred bucks for your

looked on. "Are you stealing from me?! In

if I am?" Huub

leave, having found out what he should do

the geezer viciously in the

he left the shoplet, his eyes

getting into his Lincoln and pouring

goon stepped out,

life," the goon

business here." Huub smiled as he raised the car window. "Get on. We're

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