The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

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.

leave anyone flinching. "I will first gouge out your eyes and feed them to you, then crush your groin under

dead colleague just next to them, he would not

"Naturally..."

be honest, I'll just knock you out without killing you. That way, you don't know anything, and you'd be innocent even if Huub Droitner

mental fortitude crumbled, "T-They're in the basement! I once saw the secret mechanisms under the desk, which opens a secret passage... It's guarded by several martial elites too!" "Hehe. Good."

the bodyguard looked at him, desperate to

Crunch!

another

"Argh!"

legs buckled as he dropped in sheer

almost crumbled-never could he have expected that the first day on the job meant running straight into a

his brain commanded his body repeatedly to flee, his legs had gone totally limp, and he

his feet. "Kid, I'll spare your life, seeing that you've led me here-but don't stay as Droitner Inc.'s lapdog from now on, do you understand? Though Droitner Inc. would probably be gone by

Gone from

certainly left Johnny