Chapter 393

Frank had come to massacre the Larkins, and not by hiding.

He kicked down the front gates with a resounding crash, startling everyone inside.

Countless bodyguards charged out of the mansion right then and surrounded him and Hans.

Cram and Zeb stepped outside, and the latter was sneering when he saw Frank–he really doubted Frank would defeat all of his men!

“You really have the balls to come here, Frank…”

“Shut up!” Cram barked at him before turning toward Frank. “To what do we owe the pleasure this late, Mr. Lawrence?”

“Your son’s life,” Frank said, his expression nonchalant but his tone murderous.

Cram frowned. “Zeb made a mistake today, and I apologize. Can’t you look the other way this one time? Let him make amends…”

“Why bother writing laws if apologies work?” Frank growled coldly. “Give up your son, and I can spare your life.”

“How about twenty million dollars to Ms. Lane in compensation?” Cram pressed, convinced that money could solve everything.

making it clear they were not talking about this. Give

cowardly, but there was no way he would give up Zeb, his

have no choice! The two of you would either have to kill every man here,

these scum

Zeb with his hands

Hans moved like a lightning bolt!

Smack!

was a dull thud as a black–clad man leapt in just before Hans reached

with the black–clad man stumbling several paces backward before he could anchor himself,

other hand, Hans had already caught himself by just shoving one foot into the ground and was even licking his lips in excitement. “Hoho… I’m

black–clad man. “Thank you, Mr. Gorm. But be careful- those two are

“Hmph.”

“They’re just brats–how incompetent is

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to put up

surprised. “The one who mastered the twelve forms

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me? Then surrender already.” Scarless Gorm snorted in disdain, folding his

What is that?” Zeb turned toward his

his eyes in glee. “It’s the ranking of the greatest martial artists

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