"Is that so?"The security guard appeared stunned and glanced at his partner, surprise showing on both men's eyes."I didn't think you'd be that competent for a mutt!"Then, the security guard actually praised Peter. "Impressive! Just so you know, Mr. Jameson told us to kick your ass when the deadline arrived. You've really spared us the effort now.""Hehe… Just doing my job." Peter nodded repeatedly in acceptance."Alright, you can go in now." The security guard then stepped aside and pointed at the golden elevator at the corner of the lobby."Thanks, brother… Thank you very much." Peter kept nodding and bowing humbly in gratitude."Who the fuck is your brother?" The security guard snorted, not playing along at all. "You're just a lapdog Mr. Jameson keeps around, and you're calling me your brother?""Oh, right. Sorry…" Peter kept nodding and smiling without an ounce of dignity.Still, just as Frank was about to follow Peter inside, both security guards stopped him with each h
As the elevator reached its destination and jingled, Peter clenched his knuckles as he growled viciously under his breath, "At the very least, I will die a man, and not a dog."Frank did a double take even as he stared at the man.-Soon, Peter and Frank were striding down a hallway.When they opened the huge doors of Kit's office, they found over twenty burly bodyguards standing on either side of the desk in the middle of the office, as if they had been waiting.Behind the desk sat a man who resembled Larry Jameson but was clearly a few years younger."Hehehe…" He chuckled with a pipe between his lips, watching Peter and Frank coolly. "Welcome, head of Lanecorp's health and security department, was it? I heard you were coming to see me?" "You're Kit Jameson?" Frank remained undaunted despite the towering, menacing security guards around them, even slowly walking up to Kit's desk."Indeed, I am." Kit nodded."I've come to tell you two things.""Really? Do tell," Kit replied,
Frank shook his head. "No, this has nothing to do with the Turnbulls. I'm simply a man who always pays his debts. Your brother was conspiring with Peter here to hurt me, and your brother almost defiled my woman. That's why I'm here now to settle this grudge!""Impressive!" Kit laughed despite himself. "I know you're a martial artist, and that you're better than the Hansen brothers… but it's not just the Blood Wolves here. Our friends are here too!"He pointed at a well-concealed trap door just then, which quietly opened to reveal another room.A burly man in shades strode up, followed by eight martial artists with tattoos of different designs.Two of them were Ascendant ranks, while the rest were Birthright ranks!"Hah! Some manwhore actually came to challenge us!"The man in shades chuckled. "You're really trying to get yourself killed!"Frank was surprised for a moment, but he instantly did the math. "So, the Bleeders and the Wolvens made up?""I guess there's a thing or thre
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?
"Hmm?"Frank frowned slightly as he watched Kit quickly take out what looked like a vest from under his desk and put it on.Blade, the Wolvens' boss, was immediately flustered. "What are you doing, Kit?!""What, you ask?"Kit sneered even as he walked backward toward the curtain wall. "Did you really think this partnership is the real thing, Blade?""What?!"Blade froze, but quickly understood—Kit planned to kill him too!As things developed, Kit's plan was to work together with Blade to neutralize the Blue Fangs before dealing with Lanecorp, and lastly, Blade himself!"The Blood Wolves don't need two bosses, get it?" Kit said coolly before turning and laughing at Frank. "I set up this trap for him, but since you're here anyway, you can all die with him!"And with that, he jumped, crashing through the curtain wall and out of Zomber Tower.The forty-story building stood over 200 meters, but Kit had also arranged for a special material on the curtain wall of his office so that
"Isn't it too late?!" Peter kept ranting. "We're both going to die here!""That might not be the case." Frank chuckled coolly.With his Transcendent rank physique, he would not even fear a missile, let alone a bomb.That was why he was calm, even intent on testing whether Peter had the resolve to be true to his word.Lifting him by the collar with one hand, Frank brought him to the broken glass, asking, "Tell me, Peter—are you afraid?""What?! Of course I am!" Peter shrieked, since Frank looked like he was ready to throw him off the building.Frank continued, "Then do you want revenge against the man who treated you like a dog?!""Of course! Even in my dreams!"Peter bellowed, clenching his knuckles. "It's those brothers who set me up and made me like this! My life would mean something if I could kill Kit Jameson!""Alright, you said it!" Frank laughed and kicked Peter out of the fortyish floor."Wooooahhh!!! Fuck!!! Frank Lawrence—!!!!" Peter screamed hysterically even as
Terry and his boys quickly knocked several men to their feet.Curiously, they were not hostile—instead, they were intent on fleeing, as if the devil himself was on their heels."Stop!" Terry barked at his boys. "What the hell is going on here…?!"He looked at the people in confusion—they were all from the Bleeders or Zomber Group.For some reason, they were not rallying for a fight, despite Terry and his boys showing up. Instead, they were fleeing for their lives!"Bro, maybe your Haki scared them off?" one of his men flattered."Shut up!" Terry snapped angrily and glanced at a square in the distance. "They were fleeing the building… if they were scared, they should be running in all directions. But they are all heading in a single direction—they had clearly planned this!""Well, what should we do? Go in?" the thugs asked Terry."Urgh, fine!"Terry bellowed after some thought. "Mr. Lawrence is inside, and we are his backup. Let's go!"Still, just as Terry was about to lead th
"Bravo!" "Amazing!"Even the people from Zomber Group were clapping in excitement when they saw what happened.Terry's men did the same too with worshipful looks in their eyes but stopped awkwardly when Terry glared at them. "Quit clapping already. We're going to meet Mr. Lawrence!" he yelled and led his men toward the two figures who had just landed and were caught under the parachute."Frank Lawrence?!" Kit was terrified even as he crawled out from underneath the parachute.As he jumped off the building, he watched as Frank did the same, sliding down along the crumbling walls.Was that possible for a human?! Kit was certainly skeptical. He doubted that even the Hansen brothers could do it, and they were once the strongest duo in Zamri!Was Frank really just a martial artist, and not some supernatural entity?!Even as the curious thought plagued him, he started running. "As long as I can reach them…" He could see the hundreds of Zomber Group employees and Bleeders g