"What?!"

Huub felt a chill running down his spine, seeing that the hostages were free.

He also spotted the seemingly unassuming geezer in the photo, his eyes widening in realization.

He remembered his goon reporting that Frank had come to Bralog with another man, which was that geezer in the photo.

"What... Did that old man take down all the martial elites in my basement and save the hostages?!"

The geezer looked like an elderly security guard at best, but he turned out to be a martial elite as well?!

Putting away his phone, Frank smiled at Huub. "So, Mr. Droitner, are you going to pull any more tricks?" "I..."

Huub was stumped, because he was really out of options now.

Physical strength?

Frank had already pulverized his greatest martial elite.

Connections?!

begging as soon as Frank's maternal grandfather showed

trick-his hostages-had already

had really lost everything and certainly could not holler

Then it's

faded, as his gaze flared with long-repressed rage.

were made of lead, and he could not even turn

I have a lot of money... Oh, Droitner Inc. also has plenty of

begged in panic, "Just let me go, and you can have everything. it's all yours! Please. I was

Thud.

a nervous breakdown as Frank loomed over him, his

rear, Huub started begging loudly

however, as he seemed to

who has gotten me this furious since my

off the ground, Frank growled icily, "So

stomped his foot on Huub's

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