Frank wobbled up to Tuck, remaining impassive as he growled, "I warned you, but you wouldn't listen.

You can't blame me for that."

"He hit Tuck! Go!"

Tuck's two thug friends promptly picked up empty bottles off the table as well. However, Frank had already smashed both their heads with each one bottle, leaving them dropping limply to the floor, their heads cracked and bleeding.

Even as one of them clutched his face and blood streamed down his forehead, he shrieked, "You hit Tuck! You're a dead man!"

On the other hand, Aria was clapping excitedly upon seeing the three thugs being beaten up. "You're so cool, Mr. Lawrence! Go on, kill those bastards!"

Frank shot her a cold, impatient glare in turn, and Aria's thrill turned to fear.

After all, he would not have been bothered by those three pests if she did not start trouble out of nothing.

He threw away the broken bottle he was holding and started to leave... and was surprised when Tuck, still on the floor, grabbed him by the trousers.

face, his expression contorted viciously. "Do you think you can just leave

do you want?" Frank

Frank had been holding back—if he had not, Tuck and his thug friends' heads

murderously as

I'll make you pay for hitting me!" Tuck snapped and pulled his phone out of his pocket with

black-clad man

he saw the man, and he laughed at Frank madly as he snapped, "You're a

the man in shades, hugging the man's feet as he bawled,

kicked Tuck several meters away as he snorted in disgust, "Who the hell are

forget? I'm Tuck Mahan! My brother Zuck Mahan posted bail to have me

cries left Mr. Yorkman doing another double take, though he finally remembered. "Oh, the Mahan family's good-for-nothing? So? What happened to your

to be called a

stole my girl and attacked me

Yorkman snorted, clearly here for

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