Chapter 1702

Chapter 1702

Would the jailer let Frank off easy after this? Young men were really inexperienced!

This was it for Frank. Forget fifty Willbreakers-his attitude would earn him up to seventy more.

And his scrawny body might not even survive it!

"Woah, kid! You're quite cocky, huh?"

The two flunkies following the pudgy jailer around were at once upset, one of them even spitting on the floor as he pointed at the jailer. "Kid, don't you know who this is? He's Tigris Fisher, the Stallion of Blackwater! How dare you behave so insolently in front of him? Do you want to die?!"

Tigris shoved his flunkie out of the way as he stared fixedly at Frank and chuckled. "I heard that you were framed... but naturally, I don't give a shit. Once you end up in here, you're never getting out.

"However, I can give you one chance to contact whatever friends and family you have outside, and tell them to pay me off. Once they do and I'm happy with the number, I just might play nice. But if it's not enough... Hehe..." Tigris chuckled threateningly, brandishing his baton.

"Oh, that's good..."

came from money judging from his wardrobe, the other inmates were sure that Frank would be spared

are you laughing

projecting

chuckled bluntly, not holding back at all. "The Stallion of Blackwater? You really flatter yourself... The Boar of Blackwater is way more suitable, considering your girth."

Tigris, his flunkies flew into a rage,

Who do you think you are to insult Mr. Fisher?! Looks like you're really asking

us handle this, Mr. Fisher. Just

as he growled, Kid, do you think you're so important that you get to strut here in Blackwater too? Do you

"Just stating facts."

narrowing his eyes and shrugging. "Also, who's going to

in his cell and nearby cells stunned. Someone was actually challenging the jailer's authority?! That was

This is going to

that things don't end well for

have a piece of cloth

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