Hans then turned toward Burt. "What should we do with this one, Mr. Lawrence?"

Burt was left gulping just then—Hans could already floor him with just one strike, and he was not going to last a round in a fight.

He could not help being afraid, but his only choice was to wait for Frank's judgment.

However, Frank merely glanced this way before saying quietly, "Forget it. Don't bother with him."

What?" Hans did a double take—this was not Frank's style!

Anyone who ever tried to kill him would be killed in return, and Burt was going to torture him before that too!

But he did not care?

"Mr. Lawrence, are we really just going to let him go?" Hans asked in confusion.

Frank wheeled on him. "What, are you questioning me?"

your magnanimity, sir." Hans promptly threw up his

as he watched—even a clearly high-ranked military

at Burt as he growled, "You're lucky Mr.

that, he hurried after Frank, while the armed squad of soldiers also quickly left, leaving Burt and his officers sighing in relief as if dodging a

officers quickly

shook his head repeatedly—he certainly had no

packing heat in public, so they must be a

toward the man, he said, "Hit

officer was

Burt, asking something like

he barked, "I told you to hit me, so

while before

face.

he told the junior officer to keep going instead of telling him to stop, until his face was

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