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

Frank was dead meat as soon as the bodyguards encircled him, only for his

listen to 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

turn made

Thud!

and the bodyguard's eyes rolled

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

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

"Yes, Mr. Droitner!"

all replied, but were

that Frank was no pushover, and they would never win with their amateurish close-quarters combat

relics safe was even further beyond their

"Weapons out!"

that they could not reach Frank at all, the bodyguards traded glances, whipping out

watching all fled in panic when they saw