Chapter 31

As the dust settled, everyone could see Frank standing there.

Leo narrowed his eyes at him. “Who are you?”

Frank did not respond.

Instead, he turned to look at Helen on the floor, asking coolly, “You’re the one who hurt her?”

On the other hand, Robin’s eyes bulged when he saw that it was Frank and promptly pointed at Frank as he barked, “Dad! That’s him! He’s the bastard who did this to me! Don’t let him escape!”

Leo took a deep breath, his eyes glaring murder. “Amazing. You come knocking on my door, sparing me the effort of looking for you.”

On the other hand, Frank’s eyes were red, his knuckles clenching as he growled slowly and clearly, ” I’m asking a question.”

“Hmph.” Leo snorted. “So what if I did?”

die!” Frank bellowed and shot toward Leo like a missile, kicking a gust

widened in

years–he whipped out the machete from behind his desk, slashing it through the air even

the side, allowing the sharp blade to move inches from

in the wrist.

pain striking him as his

the machete, which fell

a cool

saw

own eyes.

gone and blood

stump that was his hand. Glowering savagely at Frank as a vein bulged

fearlessly swung the

office was bathed in blood as countless goons lay in puddles of blood.

been leaning against his desk, felt his rage vaporizing as he

his spine as

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