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.

was that man? Could he

walked slowly up to her just then, putting a palm on her shoulder and grasping

"Argh!" Frida screamed.

broken," Frank explained quietly. "You

can't leave even before we find her," Frida growled, grasping

Frank said, frowning. "Not when

her

comrades were all dead, and she was

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

without saying how much

"At least let me come with you and see that Ms.

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

that, they started to head upstairs when the

straight toward it, but Robert stopped him. "Be careful, Mr. Lawrence. I think we

space in the elevator, and they would not be able to move if

entered the elevator,

that Frank was that confident, Robert had no choice but to

and laughing when he saw Frank's confidence. "Hahaha! I like people who think so highly of themselves... It's always so amusing when that

on the table in front of her. She did not appear to be in

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