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?"

never question your magnanimity, sir." Hans promptly threw up his hands

watched—even a clearly high-ranked

shot a glare at Burt as he growled,

armed squad of soldiers also quickly left, leaving Burt and his

junior officers quickly asked,

repeatedly—he certainly had no

were packing heat in public,

toward the man, he said, "Hit

The junior officer was left

Burt, asking something like

frowned as he barked, "I told you to hit me,

officer hesitated for a long while before he finally punched Burt

face.

nose, but he told the junior officer to keep going instead of telling him

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