Clang!

A black-clad man's machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang.

"What?! Projecting your vigor... You're actually Birthright rank?!"

The old man's jaw could drop from shock as he looked on.

But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man's wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men's head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact.

"I'm here to help, Mr. Lawrence!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of wind as Burt Yorkman, wearing a ragged black suit, charged inside.

He vaulted like a crane before assuming a tiger's pose, quickly dispatching two black-clad men.

"Burt Yorkman! You traitor!" Quinn shrieked, shaking with rage when she saw Burt helping Frank.

if I were a common thief! Frank Lawrence here

some pointers from Frank a couple days

And yet, Burt wielded it with the ferocity of a real

bizarre sensation welling up the pit of his stomach—his meridians felt

on?" His heart skipped a

Had he been poisoned?!

even as the thought struck him. He could not move in time as a black-clad man's fingers reached his shoulder, almost

effort to stabilize his

telling the truth. He did manage

She laughed coldly. "It'd at least spare

there was a turbidness that kept affecting the

you've slain one of our brothers and insulted Ms. Ocean! You'll be begging for us to end

Frank just now bellowed, his fingers hardening with vigor as he attacked Frank with

"Fuck off!"

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