The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

In fact, Frank had already decided that he needed to strike first when he heard that Larry had a younger brother.

As for the Blood Wolves' infighting? It was none of his business.

"Boltshredder!" One of the tattooed martial artist whipped out a machete and swung it at Frank's face.

Even as Peter looked on in shock, Frank calmly reached out, as if to catch the razor-sharp blade that was augmented by pure vigor.

He felt a chill down his spine right then. "Shit... His hand would be cut in two!"

After all, it was common sense that flesh would never stop a steel blade swung so violently!

Peter thought Frank's hand was definitely coming off, until he saw Frank catching it between his thumb and index finger.

In fact, the tattooed martial artist was using both hands and pushing the machete so hard that his face flushed, but it was just not cutting into Frank's hand.

"What...?"

Even as Peter gaped, Frank turned his wrist, and the shiny steel machete snapped into two like a cookie!

"What?!"

the Wolvens' boss was

"That's just... wrong!"

"Get off!"

kicked the tattooed martial artist, his foot tearing into his chest, killing him silently even as

fit an apple, once again reevaluating his

was a monster! Was there anyone who stood

"Argh!!!"

tattooed martial artists and

were trained well enough to not falter just because one of them was beaten-swarming Frank, intent on overwhelming him with

was basically divine, even if he

stood his ground, punching through a tattooed martial artist's polearm and his head, splattering

into a machete

one-man massacre the usually proud tattooed martial artists were

he

with each strike

keep up as he massacred them like a general

a pile of corpses that