Frank stood his ground, waiting.

As the first goon swung his machete, he suddenly moved as fast as lightning when the tip of the blade was inches from his nose. Helen could not see what he did, but the goon was suddenly screaming and on his knees, his machete already in Frank's hand.

Even before the goon could catch his breath, he screamed even as he watched Frank raise his foot. "N-No!!!" Nonetheless, Frank sent him flying with a kick, leaving his chest sunken and no longer able to scream.

He was clearly dead! Clang! At the stime, Frank had nonchalantly raised the machete behind himself, parrying the machete of another goon trying to blindside him.

He pivoted and punched the goon in the head so hard that he smashed it in.

kick another goon in the shin, breaking his leg! Crack! "Argh!" The goon dropped his weapon and tried to flee despite the limp, but he

chest, and dropped to the ground in endless regret. "H-He's a

years and were each as bloodthirsty as they were ruthless. So how were they being slaughtered so easily?! As their legs began to shake, Gable was the first to cto his son, ge have

fleeing Gable and promptly picked up a machete, which he

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try to run like his brother, or his legs would be gone

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