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?”

and shot toward Leo like a missile, kicking a gust behind

widened in disbelief–that was so

no slouch himself after being a gangster for so many years–he whipped out the machete from behind his desk, slashing it through the air

to the side, allowing the sharp blade to move inches from his shirt before punching

in the wrist.

pain striking him

the machete, which fell

a cool

Leo no longer felt his hand hurting… until he saw his own arm in the air,

own eyes.

he saw his arm gone and blood

stump that was his hand. Glowering savagely at Frank as a vein bulged over his neck, he bellowed, “Kill him! Kill him!!!”

goons swarmed into his office, but Frank fearlessly swung the machete with the

was bathed in blood as countless goons lay

rage vaporizing as he watched his goons fall one

spine as he mumbled, “W–Who is he?!”

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