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.

for years, but all of you kept me at arm's length as if I were a common thief! Frank Lawrence here has not only spared my life,

just some pointers from Frank a couple days

Burt wielded it with the ferocity of

Frank suddenly felt an aching between his brow and a bizarre sensation welling up the pit

is going on?" His

Had he been poisoned?!

him. He could not move in time as a black-clad man's fingers reached

Frank great effort to stabilize his

manage to poison Frank Lawrence, and his vigor's circulation

down and beg already, Frank!" She laughed coldly. "It'd at least spare you

teeth, realizing what was wrong just then—in his meridian nexus, there was a turbidness that kept affecting the flow of his

our brothers and insulted Ms. Ocean! You'll be begging for us to end you soon

his fingers hardening with vigor as he attacked Frank with

"Fuck off!"

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