Frank nodded in silence, while the scrawny man snapped, "You really think you can kill me, geezer?!"

He leapt toward Bron, his footwork deft and immaculate.

Bron raised his blade in turn, and there was a cold flash as they clashed.

However, the scrawny man's face fell, his pupils dilating when he felt a coldness over his chest.

He looked down to find a deep gash over his pectorals, his heart cut in two beneath it!

"Im... possible..."

Splash!

Blood gushed audibly out of this chest, and he fell to the floor with a thud, disbelief still written all over his face.

He had fought martial elites countless times, only to fall to some middle-aged man?

On the other hand, Bron sheathed his blade with one smooth move, having dispatched the scrawny man with ease.

Frida, who was sitting limply on the floor, was astounded.

man? Could

her just then, putting a palm

"Argh!" Frida screamed.

Frank explained quietly. "You need to

Turnbull. I can't leave even before we find her,"

anyone," Frank said, frowning. "Not when you

her head

and she was

the other hand, Frank, Robert, and Bron were just three men, but they killed the Salazars' martial elite without breaking

how

with you

Frank said coolly. "But don't run off—I don't have the time to worry about

to head upstairs when the elevator doors suddenly opened on their

but Robert stopped him. "Be careful, Mr. Lawrence. I

was not much space in the elevator, and they would not be able to move if there was a trap. Frank simply glanced at the camera in the elevator.

entered the elevator, and Bron

that confident, Robert had no choice but

and laughing when he saw Frank's confidence. "Hahaha! I

couch nearby, a coffee placed on the table in front of her. She did

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