The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"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 on his

bystanders had already presumed that Frank was dead meat as soon as the bodyguards encircled

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

made

Thud!

of the bodyguards on the forehead, and the bodyguard's eyes

Huub was showing the foreign businesspeople. As his blood sprayed all over the painting,

staring at it blankly before bellowing furiously, "Incompetent fools! Be more careful-don't let him destroye artifacts!"

"Yes, Mr. Droitner!"

bodyguards all replied,

all see now that Frank was no pushover, and they would never win with their amateurish

safe was even further beyond

"Weapons out!"

Frank at all, the bodyguards traded glances, whipping out batons and

crowd who were watching all fled in panic when they saw that the