Chapter 1726

While Scarface looked just like one of those burly bodyguards one so often saw in movies, Madfist was dressed casually, with a green newsboy cap to hide his face. While it made him look funny, the old man liked it and did not care about the weird looks thrown his way.

Earlier, they drew a lot of stares as they were striding into the mall, barely covered only in rags.

However, while Madfist strutted with his head held high and without a care, Scarface was cowering and blushing in embarrassment.

After getting themselves some suitable clothes and taking a bath at the hotel, they felt considerably recharged after eating a table full of food, leaving the waiters gaping.

Silverbell, who was having tea, asked respectfully, "So, what are your plans, sir?"

Madfist did a double take, only truly realizing then that he was free, and not fettered to his bones in Blackwater and subject to nightless tortures.

Still, he was not quite used to his sudden newfound freedom and spoke quietly after a brief silence. "Well... most of my friends were dead or hurt three years ago, and I might cause trouble if I go to them now. So..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "Well, I have no plans."

about you?" Silverbell asked, turning toward Scarface, who did a

such a joker, sis. Where can I

blushed and stayed silent-on their way out of Blackwater, Scarface had basically

"Hehe."

Health and Safety Department. Why don't you join us?" Turning toward Scarface, he added, "By the way, Terry Cotton and the rest of your boys are

what else do I have

frowning, "Well, I can join...but what's Lanecorp? And the health and

way! I guess Lanecorp is the company I'm supporting, and since both of you are martial artists, you'll be leading them. How about

"Sounds good."

laughed carefreely, finding a feeling he had

about you, sir?"

call him 'old man', Frank

fine, but the name of that

unhappy

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