Frank glanced at Dwight's vile smile even as he tried to play both sides.

"Move." He growled a single word.

Dwight's smile stiffened. "You sure you want to do this, kid?"

"You're asking for it," Frank retorted as he slowly turned and glared Dwight in the eye. "Move if you want to live."

His pompous threat only left Dwight laughing. "No one has ever spoken like that to me in this business."

"Someone has now," Frank pointed out, impassive.

Dwight was incensed right then and grabbed Frank by the shoulder as he launched a punch at Frank's abdomen.

"You asked for this!" He flashed a bloodthirsty grin, already envisioning Frank's stomach bursting apart from his single punch.

Pow!

smile faded, replaced

a short distance—had struck Frank squarely in the abdomen as intended, but no

his body and even his shirt remained unscathed, and Dwight seemed

punch as it deflected the weight of the

Crack.

ruptured, his skin and

just two seconds,

even as he clutched the

however, did not

Smack!

that his neck twisted

thirty-two was eliminated in a split

"Wait, what?"

of hitmen around Frank was stunned by the scene, and some were already thinking about

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