"Go!"

With thirtyish bodyguards and the Birthright-ranked bodyguard squad leader charging at Frank, he knew that this had to be resolved with violence. But it suited him just right.

In fact, Frank was sneering-after tailing Huub for a while, his fists were itching.

Pow!

With a punch, he sent a roaring and charging bodyguard flying and screaming.

"Huh?!"

"He's a martial artist!"

"So he can walk the talk!

"I guess he had to have something, daring to challenge Droitner Inc. on their turf..."

haven't you heard? He's from Zamri, and you don't ever challenge a lion

dead meat as soon as

their comments either. After he sent the first bodyguard flying with a punch, three more lunged at him-all of them armed. However, it was pointless since this was an exhibition hall, and they had to show restraint in case they

turn made things easier for

Thud!

the

bellowed, sending another bodyguard flying, coughing blood as he crashed into the painting that Huub was showing

at it blankly before bellowing furiously,

"Yes, Mr. Droitner!"

all replied, but were

and they would never

such, keeping the relics safe was even

"Weapons out!"

all, the bodyguards traded glances,

who were watching all fled in panic when

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