"I refuse!"

The geezer remained determined.

"Hmph."

Huub snorted at his stubbornness and stepped aside.

His goon caught his cue right then.

He was naturally a powerful martial artist-that was how he got the job.

He strode forward right then and lifted the geezer off the ground, his face inches away from the geezer's as he growled threateningly, "Do you know who you're trying to con here? This is Huub Droitner of Bralog's Droitner Incorporated! It seems that you're really asking for it!"

"D-Droitner Incorporated? So what? T-This is Zamri, not Bralog! You don't get to strut here!"

The geezer remained defiant despite the goon's threat, but the panic in his eyes betrayed his fear.

"Strut, you say?"

would soon be beneath my feet-pawns like you would never

you five hundred bucks for your troubles, but since you don't know what's good for you, you're not getting

as he looked on. "Are you stealing from me?! In

I am?" Huub

he watched Huub leave, having found out what he should do

he kicked the geezer viciously in the

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the shoplet, his eyes

need now," he said, getting into his

until Huub's goon stepped out, his face covered in blood. "Is he dead?" Huub

He's barely clinging to life," the goon replied respectfully, wiping the blood off his

on a whim since I intend to extend my business here." Huub smiled as he raised the car

"An antique shop? Why?"

double take-should their priority not be to

fake Bloodcrane Spiritev

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an important herb, shouldn't it be kept in

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