"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..."

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

was dead meat as soon as the

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

turn made things

Thud!

one of the bodyguards on the forehead, and the bodyguard's eyes rolled up their sockets

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

was left staring at it blankly before bellowing furiously, "Incompetent

"Yes, Mr. Droitner!"

replied, but

see now that Frank was no pushover, and they would never win

safe was even

"Weapons out!"

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

were watching all fled in panic when

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