"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

soon as the

have time to 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

in turn made things easier

Thud!

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

Frank then bellowed, sending another bodyguard flying, coughing blood as he crashed into the painting that Huub was showing the foreign businesspeople. As his blood sprayed all over the painting, the billion dollar piece of art

furiously, "Incompetent fools! Be more careful-don't let him destroye

"Yes, Mr. Droitner!"

replied, but were

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

safe was even further

"Weapons out!"

could not reach Frank at all, the bodyguards

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

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