"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

"Strut, you say?"

soon be beneath my feet-pawns

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

on. "Are you stealing from

if I am?" Huub shrugged

out what he should do now from the

kicked the geezer viciously

he left the shoplet, his eyes flashing with cold

said, getting into his Lincoln and pouring himself

shoplet until Huub's goon stepped out, his face covered in blood. "Is he dead?"

sir. He's barely clinging to life," the goon replied

shouldn't kill on a whim since I intend to extend my business here." Huub smiled as he raised the

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