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?"

magnanimity, sir." Hans promptly threw up his hands and hung

dumbstruck even as he watched—even a clearly high-ranked military

of the sealed room, while Hans shot a glare at Burt as he growled, "You're lucky Mr. Lawrence didn't want to hold you accountable. But mess with him again,

squad of soldiers also quickly left, leaving Burt and his officers sighing in relief as if dodging

the junior officers quickly asked,

his head repeatedly—he certainly had

heat in public, so they

toward the man, he said, "Hit

The junior officer was

gotten into Burt, asking

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

junior officer hesitated for a long while before

face.

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

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