The private security guards of the billionaire’s son were all professional fighters who had either served in the army or worked in underground fighting clubs. Each of them knew how to take down an opponent in just one hit.

Benjamin looked like an easy meal, so not all of them went guns blazing, as it seemed more than enough to deal with some random dude who was either foolish or brave enough to walk into a lion’s den alone.

However, it soon proved that he was indeed a fool as he didn’t fight back. As fists pounded his cheeks, and kicks hurt his ribs, he withstood the pain. Seeing him standing on their feet despite their attacks, the guards grew more aggressive with their attacks and drew blood from Benjamin’s mouth. Though he was moved from the spot, he was still on his feet.

“Your persistence will get you killed, brat,” the head of the guards jumped and landed a spinning kick to the side of Benjamin’s face. It lifted Benjamin off his feet and sent him rolling on the floor. His nose a