As they spoke, a Passat stopped outside. A big man in a jacket on the pudgy side alighted, and with him was the owner who tried to chase the customer away over a few spoonfuls of chili.

Even his gait was different now that he had help, and he was so pompous, as if everyone else was beneath him.

"Well, you're all here, so I don't have to go looking for you!"

He snapped at everyone else, "I'll make this easy for you-go down on your knees and beg, or compensate me with money! Otherwise, my friend here will make you!"

The customer laughed. "You're kidding. There's only one of him and plenty of us! Also, you should be the one who goes down on your knees and beg because you messed up in the first place!"

The owner was incensed and turned toward Jacket Man.

However, Jacket Man was reluctant to fight right away and said, "No one wants this to get out of hand. Just do what he says already."

The customer shook his head. "You're out of line. If you really wanted a peaceful outcome, you should be apologizing instead!"

muttered to himself, "It's always the same with

at the customer, striking true before the customer could dodge and sending

to act when Frank stopped him with just

on his feet while striding forward as he smirked. "I'm surprised there are martial elites like you lurking here. Guess my trip

his other friends quickly exclaimed, "Calm down! You stand

you put together wouldn't have stood a chance against him, and you'd even add to my troubles. Just leave him to

snorted. "Did you think of yourself as a

the air which he launched at the customer's friend, but the customer's

it, but

whipped out

and snapped, "Come on, man. A gun is

snorted coolly. "Don't worry, it'll be your

those words, he pulled

Bang!

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