"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 turf,

had already presumed that Frank was dead meat as soon as the bodyguards encircled him, only for his first strike

listen to their comments either. After he sent the first bodyguard flying with a punch, three more lunged at

turn made things easier

Thud!

the forehead, and the

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

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

"Yes, Mr. Droitner!"

all replied, but were

Frank was no pushover, and they would never win with their

the relics safe was even further beyond

"Weapons out!"

at all, the bodyguards traded glances, whipping out

who were watching all fled in panic when

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