Seeing the oncoming black Mercedes, a thug in a singlet quickly turned and ran inside the temple to report, "Boss, he's here!"

"Shit, so that's why he's not haggling-he's filthy rich!"

There were over a dozen thugs, but they were the least important thugs there ever were. Even the boss was only in his twenties, and his hair was dyed in a variety of colors.

As Frank alighted and was heading towards them, he raised his metal bat and pointed at Frank pompously. "Stop right there! Not one step closer!"

"Okay, okay..."

Frank threw up his hands and surrendered while subtly looking around for the elderly man with a steel mask covering half his face.

"Where's the money?"

The thug boss frowned as he studied Frank just then.

"There's no briefcase in the car, boss!"

A thug had rushed over to rummage through the black Mercedes and did not find any briefcase containing money.

"Shit, you're fucking with us?!"

The thug boss was at once furious, raising his baseball bat and ready to enforce violence.

Still, Frank could tell by then that every thug present was within sight, while Aion and Mona were left unattended in the temple.

How unprofessional...

punched away the thug boss's metal bat, leaving it dented by his

dislocated the thug boss's wrist, leaving the man screaming like

were scared but lunged at Frank anyway, ready to beat him up... but they were really

he would at least have

and Mona, but they were irregulars,

watch their hostages.

early

where he was, swinging his palm and dislocating the shoulders of

to the floor

"Honestly..."

Frank shook his head.

thugs even here?

money-they did not even know enough to guard their

whole thing

it was after

the rundown temple t

thugs were

watch over their

found Mona, smiling awkwardly at him, he also found a familiar face seated meditatively beside

was the elderly man with a

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