As the bodyguard slowly stirred, the first thing he saw was Madfist's kindly, if scrawny face."You're…"He was still dazed at first, before he smacked himself in the head.Then, scrambling to whip out his phone, he cried, "Wait! Someone just said they saw Frank Lawrence. I need to tell Mr. Droitner…""Kid."Madfist held up his phone, chuckling. "You suddenly passed out, and you broke your phone when you dropped it.""What?!" The bodyguard stared blankly as he took back his phone and saw the hairline cracks all over the screen."Well, how about this, kiddo?" Madfist smiled. "I'll take you where you'd like to go—although you're paying me a fare."The bodyguard did a double take, but he soon smiled gratefully, almost wondering why Madfist was so oddly nice."Well… Thank you very much! I need to tell Mr. Droitner that Frank Lawrence is at the exhibition hall right away…"He then mused to himself for a moment before looking up and exclaiming, "Why don't you take me to Mr. Droitne
The two bodyguards could immediately tell what Johnny wanted, and one of them pursed his lips. "Just go. I will tell Mr. Droitner that Frank Lawrence showed up—don't worry, no one will steal your reward.""Thanks, bro!" Johnny was delighted and kept bowing at the bodyguard, who only waved him off and said nothing.However, just as he was about to turn and leave, he found himself staring at the old driver's face as he quietly stood behind him."Woah!"Johnny flinched at the sight. "Oh, you scared me, sir! What are you still doing here? Wait, this is good. You can give me a ride back."Madfist merely chuckled and shook his head."What, do you want more money?"Johnny frowned, a little annoyed. "I just gave you two hundred. Isn't that enough for a round trip?""No, kid." Madfist chuckled. "I just don't have the time to drive you because I have other things to do."Johnny was left drawing a blank. "Other things?""Yes. Other things."The old man smiled and slowly walked up to th
When the bodyguard heard the word 'hostages', his pupils dilated, revealing his thoughts.For a veteran martial artist like Madfist, that could well be an admission.He was now clearly stubbornly refusing to speak, and the panic on his face was from fear of reprisals.Hence, Madfist eased his grip around his neck and gently coaxed, "You know about the hostages and where they are, but you can't talk. After all, you'd be made to suffer if you betray Droitner Inc., right?"The bodyguard gulped and nodded slightly, even as Madfist still held his neck."But have you thought about it this way…?"Madfist grinned. "That you'd suffer anyway if you don't talk?""Huh?!"The bodyguard's eyes widened at Madfist's threat, even as Madfist held up two fingers right in front of his eyes.Then, even as Madfist kept laughing, he breathed a sinister threat that would leave anyone flinching. "I will first gouge out your eyes and feed them to you, then crush your groin under my foot. After that, I
For some reason, Johnny stood spacing out for a long while after Madfist entered Huub's coastal mansion.Also, for some reason, he then followed Madfist inside, either to judge or as a spectator to see if Madfist and the youth named Frank Lawrence had what it took to bring down Droitner Inc.For his part, Madfist was not concerned.Even as he entered the mansion, the old man was still grinning broadly—it was a ruse, so that the mansion's security guards would lower their guard.And the instant they did, Madfist would move, swift as lightning and killing with a single strike.Even as the security guards died without knowing what had hit them, Madfist continued to strut, heading right into Huub's study and finding the button under his desk.Beep.The bookshelf behind Madfist opened with a jingle, revealing a staircase leading to the basement.His eyes turned sharp right then, as he sensed the presence of several martial elites.It was clear that Droitner Inc. really had what it
As time passed, Droitner Inc. found out about Tet Boran as well.While they had heard of him before, they were not acquainted with the man, not to mention that they were not important enough to become his close associate.As such, they started making certain alterations so that their replicas appeared even more authentic, though they had only started recently and worked with utmost secrecy. It was why Tet himself had never heard about what Droitner Inc. was up to, or he would have punished them, given his temper.Nonetheless, when Huub pointed out Tet's smartly concealed seal, the foreign businesspeople were all nodding, clearly showing interest.As with the usual trend, they would acquire these treasures from Droitner Inc. and resell them for over double the cost.That was no issue with Tet's seal of approval, and some of the foreign businesspeople were even quietly asking Huub for the price.However, while Huub was grinning broadly and about to announce the price, someone bel
On the other hand, the bodyguard squad leader was sent stumbling backward from recoil, losing his balance and falling on his rear."What?!"Seeing their leader falling on the floor, the other bodyguards were all in clear disbelief.The man was a martial artist, and a Birthright-ranked one at that!He was synonymous with might among the rest of them flunkies, who would not even reach his sleeve even if they all fought him at once.And yet, despite all his might, the bodyguard squad leader could not even stop Frank's stride and instead knocked himself to the floor.On top of that, it was thoroughly humiliating since there were so many people watching!"You… brat!"It took a while for the bodyguard squad leader to come to his senses, and he shoved his hands on the floor to spring himself off the floor.He had really messed up after being caught off guard, and there had to be so many people watching, especially Huub.As such, the bodyguard squad leader was livid—he was basically
"What?!"Though Huub clearly avoided answering Frank's accusation, his question turned sentiment against Frank.Even as the crowd turned to look at Frank now, they were all frowning contempt as if Frank was guilty as charged."That's Frank Lawrence?"On the other hand, the bodyguard squad leader was surprised as he remembered Huub's earlier instructions to thoroughly humiliate Frank should he come to his exhibition, so that his and Lanecorp's reputation would fall to the gutter.And seeing that the timing was right, the bodyguard squad leader restrained his hostility.Folding his arms before his chest, he chuckled coolly at Frank. "Mr. Lawrence, if you've come to apologize and return the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom, then do so right now—kowtow to Mr. Droitner, or you'll know what happens." His meaning was obvious—if Frank did not kowtow and apologize, Winter and the other hostages in Huub's mansion would be made to pay.However, Frank was already done with that.In fact, the reaso
"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…""Come on, haven't you heard? He's from Zamri, and you don't ever challenge a lion on his turf, get it?"The bystanders had already presumed that Frank was dead meat as soon as the bodyguards encircled him, only for his first strike to leave them stunned.Frank did not 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 they had to show