Then, when Urian was done snapping at Frank, he turned toward his men and yelled, "Boys! Just keep that prick there—Mr. Jonas will soon be back with the Lionheart martial elites, and they'll kill him on the spot. All we have to do is just enjoy the show!""Alright!" The goons cheered.One had to give it to Urian, holding such sway over his men that they quickly surrounded his office and Frank and Noel who were inside.They were clearly not intending to hurt Frank, only to keep him there.Noel frowned as she could see what Urian was planning and pointed at Urian as she snapped, "You're despicable!""Despicable?!" Urian snorted. "Hah! Don't think that you're untouchable just because you're Draconia's top actress! How naive, trying to build something for yourself when you have no patron!""Damn it!" Noel clenched her fist, but Urian was right.She had wanted to build something for herself in Draconia's showbiz with the sweat of her brow, only for the advanced equipment she pinned
"You're wrong, Mr. Reno. I have you exactly where I want you, and…"Frank's smile broadened. "You've really spared me the trouble of searching everywhere for the saboteurs of Lanecorp's transport trucks. How convenient.""What? What the hell are you saying? You have—"Even before Urian finished, his triumphant expression turned to shock and then panic.After all, Frank just leapt out of his office so quickly that he was a blur and boldly landed into the center of the hundreds of goons."Argh!!!""Oof!""My arm! My arm!"The goons were screaming every exclamation possible as Frank changed among their ranks like a wolf among sheep.He was unstoppable, hitting the goons even before they realized what happened with ease as if on a garden stroll.He would break arms or legs without a thought, while all the goons could see was a shadow flashing before their eyes.Terrible pain would soon ensue as they looked down to find a disjointed limb or wrists that were twisted in a circle.
Frank did not answer Urian's awkward question and instead smiled and asked his own. "Mr. Reno, would you believe me if I said I'm affable and don't like resolving problems with violence?"Urian could only scowl, and he almost rolled his eyes at Frank.Fuck! This man floored all of his men instantly, even gloating that he had all of them where he wanted them to be… and then said he was affable?Still, come to think of it, the same applied to him.He glanced at Frank and saw the smirk of contempt Frank shot his way.It was clear that his question was rhetorical and a jibe at Urian, who was left troubled as he came to his senses.He was always on his toes as he made a living in Zamri and did his best to make the best choices.However, all of those jumping back and forth failed terribly today because he did not understand martial artists.He completely failed to see what Frank was capable of—it was even more ridiculous than the stuff in action movies!As he understood his position
Grom Santi, the black-clad youth, scowled. "Is that part of Mr. Lionheart's plans?""Uh… Of course!" Chet quickly replied.In reality, he was no more than Sil Lionheart's lapdog—he was no martial artist and did not have many connections.That was why Sil sent him to Zamri to lead the black-clad men.However, they were Lionheart martial elites and naturally did not think highly of Chet, what with his insatiable greed and lust.Even them being there was out of respect to Sil—they would not be following his orders anytime soon.Chet knew that very well, which was why he name-dropped Sil, or the black-clad men would just up and leave."Fine, let's make this quick, or it'd be troublesome if Lanecorp finds out.""Don't worry—Lanecorp would never know." Chet sneered.He was presuming that he was perfectly discreet and remained oblivious that Noel was working with Lanecorp. And on top of that, the man with her was not some bodyguard, but the one man in Lanecorp they should not mess wi
"Exactly!" Urian cried anxiously. "Y-You and your men should hurry… I'm barely holding on here!""You're barely holding on?"Chet was taken aback—was that man with Noel that amazing?Urian had over a hundred goons too, but that man could handle them all by himself?!Chet certainly did not believe it, and it also soon occurred to him that Urian was exaggerating just to get more goodies from him."Sly old fox," he snorted, though he had no choice but to hurry with his men.Still, it was curiously quiet, and there were no security guards in sight at all."Wait!"Grom suddenly held up a hand to stop the others, frowning despite Chet's glare of impatience. "Chet—I mean, Mr. Jonas—don't you see that something is strange here?""What's strange?!" Chet snorted.All he could think about was Noel's devastating figure and ravishing smile.In fact, the closer he was, the less he was able to stop the fire blazing in his loins. And he actually thought he could smell Noel's perfume in the
"Fuck! I can't take it anymore!"Chet huffed as he kicked open Urian's office door.He immediately saw Urian standing inside motionlessly, sweating all over his brow, as well as the eternally bewitching Noel on the couch."Hehehe…"Chet licked his lips and flashed a sleazy smile, Urian's earlier words instantly forgotten as he stared fixedly at Noel's cleavage. "Ms. York, I'm here for you.""Is that so?"Somehow, Noel was neither panicking nor hesitant despite Chet's sleazy smile, even smiling at him in turn. "You've really kept me waiting.""Kept you waiting?"Chet did a double take and soon laughed. "So you were interested in me too… I guess I shouldn't have bothered preparing!"While he laughed maniacally, Grom entered and saw Noel immediately and was taken aback.Behind him, one of the other Lionheart martial elites saw his strange reaction and quickly asked, "What's wrong, Grom?"Grom ignored him, however, and strode up to grab Chet by the arm, exclaiming in shock, "Tha
"What…"Chet naturally had no idea what Frank was talking about.After all, he brought Grom and the other Lionheart martial elites to capture Noel, since he could see that Frank was a martial artist and could cause him trouble.But what did Frank mean by bringing his suspects straight to him?That was when Grom bellowed in the distance, "I-I recognize you! You're Frank Lawrence… From Lanecorp! You're the head of Lanecorp's health and safety department!'"What?!"Chet turned towards Frank in disbelief right then, because Sil had mentioned Frank's name to him before.In fact, Sil made it clear that Frank was the one man they must be wary of, and that the one thing they must never do during this operation was run into that jinx.And somehow, things took quite a surprising turn…"Oh, it seems you know me?"Frank smiled as he stood up, slowly projecting a menacing presence as the office's temperature dropped.The steaming tea on the desk actually froze right then, while Chet murm
Chet continued, "Do it, and we don't have to keep hiding in Zamri! Now go! That's an order!"His order clearly carried more weight than Grom's. Moreover, the accomplishment was especially tempting since the other Lionheart martial elites had no idea what Frank was capable of.On top of that, it was a fact that they had the advantage in numbers, whereas Frank's abilities remained to be seen.And with Chet name-dropping Sil Lionheart, after hesitating for a while, the Lionheart martial elites except Grom made up their mind and encircled Frank.They should just give it a try now—if they failed, so be it!"Chet Jonas, you prick!" Grom bellowed.He loathed Chet so much he could kill him right then, as only he knew that this was undoubtedly suicide.Chet simply sneered at him in turn and growled coldly, "Quit trying to play up your importance, Grom. I will be telling you once this operation is over! Just you wait!""You're going to tell on me?!"Chet's unbelievable attitude left Gro