"Don't push your luck." Frank snorted nonchalantly. "Do you know who I am?"
"Who cares? This is my turf." Gordon snorted smugly. "Get him! Don't hurt the ladies, though."
At his orders, the security guards all charged toward Frank.
Frank glanced at Winter and Aria as he said, "Stay back."
Aria tactfully pulled Winter to a corner, while the leader of the security guards bellowed, "You should be worrying about yourself, kid!"
However, Frank had already floored him with a single punch before leaping into the crowd of bodyguards, flooring every single one of them with each punch.
They were all down in no time at all, each of them howling and groaning in pain.
"Well done, Mr. Lawrence!" Aria cheered, having known this would happen.
Sunny and Gordon were left staring in shock, not expecting Frank to be that good.
"Shit…" Sunny gulped. "Brother, you need to call for backup!"
If twenty security guards were not enough, they could just call for more. They had over a hundred of them here in Grande Square, and Sunny doubted Frank could handle all of them!
Gordon, however, was already turning to run. "Yeah, just keep him here. I'll get my boys right now—"
Gordon nodded brazenly. "Yes, yes, you're right. Grande Corp is so unlucky to have maggots like me… So how about this? I can pay you however much you want, it's your call… We're bros, right? Just say the word you're here to hang out—I have some influence here."
Frank's eyes narrowed.
The man was still trying to weasel his way out with money at this point—and it went without saying that the money must have been earned through further corruption.
"Save it," he growled. "I'll be asking Grande Corp how the likes of you managed to make it in. Just wait for their word."
Gordon was actually delighted to hear that—he could not ask for anything better!
He had been working in Grande Corp for years, and his connections were now deeply entrenched among them.
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