Baba Yaga had said that Frank was a real pickle, and they must never face him directly.

After all, the depths of Frank's strength was unfathomable, and many big shots had already died by his hand.

As such, they should avoid him whenever they could.

In fact, even though Sohil immediately recognized Frank, Sohil pretended he did not because he must not do that in order to avoid rousing Frank's suspicion.

"Who are you?!" he snapped. "Why did you barge into my turf and hurt my men?"

Frank snorted at Sohil's pointless pretension-he never intended to talk things out peacefully when he came.

Still, it surprised Frank to hear Gable's voice from within, and he therefore leaned against the door to eavesdrop on Gable and Sohil.

He was at once furious when he found out about their plans.

Lowering his head to look at the panicking Gable, he growled icily, "I knew sparing your life was a mistake."

"W-What are you talking about?" Gable exclaimed despite his terror. "I just came to buy medicine for my mother. What are you doing?!" "Buy medicine?"

the bottle of pills out of

Balm could be refined into mildronate through a special

mildronate was absolutely nothing good-though it could suppress various aches and discomfort of the body, it was highly addictive and aggravated the previous symptoms of the patients endlessly. Eventually, as the patient kept wanting to consume more, they

his own mother almost

an animal would

Sohil were stunned that

substance-even Hundred

it meant he was

toward Sohil just then. "Sohil Zomer, was

to stall, "Isn't this too much, my friend? I have no idea how you met my son,

"Cut the crap!"

As

narrowed in a

Sohil's cheek, slicing off his left ear in

belongs to en.kikiot

gushing, Sohil was left clutching what remained

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