Greg probably did not mention to Dan who the groom-to-be would be, which explained why Dan was livid yesterday.Even Frank must admit that he was impressed with the way Greg pulled the wool over everyone's eyes. Still, while most would be tricked, it was a pity for Greg that Dan was acquainted with Henry Lane and actually knew what Peter was like."If Vicky knew that Greg was introducing you, she'd probably kill you," Frank said."Shut the fuck up!" Peter snapped, pointing him in the nose. "Vicky agreed to give me a job! You're just jealous!""That's because you're supposed to be Dan Zimmer's grandson-in-law," Frank replied, shaking his head exasperatedly. "Are you?""Piece of… So what if I wasn't? I have what it takes!" Peter bellowed angrily.Frank was certainly not bothered to keep dissuading Peter since the latter was being so stubborn.He then turned, heading inside the building.Not one to be outdone, Peter hurried after him, even slipping into the private elevator before
Vicky and Peter had naturally met—it was back at Verdant Hotel, when Peter thought Vicky was a whore Frank paid for.He was certainly surprised to find out that it was actually the complete opposite… but that was all history anyway. Right now, Peter was going to start working for Vicky, though he would not mind being her manwhore either!Vicky, however, was feeling her blood boiling when she saw Peter. "Y-You're the person Greg Marsh recommended?" she asked, holding out a fraction of hope.Peter nodded repeatedly, crushing her hopes right then."Is Janet Zimmer your girlfriend?" she pressed.Peter shook his head. "Not at the moment…"Vicky frowned. "What do you mean, 'not at the moment'?""Our families met to discuss an engagement, but things weren't finalized," Peter said. "But trust me, I am the right man for the job. I will assist you with body and soul and bring the Grande Corp to new heights—"He did not notice that Vicky had clenched her knuckles. Even before he was f
Even as Peter screamed and struggled, the two security guards rolled their eyes. "Lane Holdings? Never heard of this. Now get out of here—we won't play nice if you keep causing us trouble."As the security guards took out their batons and pointed threateningly at Peter, he could only huff. "J-Just you wait!"With that, he stormed off even as he wiped the blood off his nose. Just yesterday, he was imagining himself rising to the pinnacle of his life, marrying rich and getting a serious job, and both went south in under a day. He certainly could not take this lying down!-Frank returned to Vicky's office, where she sat behind her desk, rubbing her temples repeatedly. Seeing that, Frank asked, "You really don't have to be that upset, do you?"Vicky's knuckles clenched. "How could I not?! That bastard Greg Marsh played me!""Then consider it a lesson," Frank said, consoling her.Just then, Vicky's phone rang.Seeing that it was Yara, she promptly answered, "How did it go, Ya
Yara, however, was frowning in thought. "But their target is Obadiah. Why would they do something so pointless?"Les turned toward the man, who was barely breathing. "Urgh… I think we should try to break out as soon as we can."Yara certainly wanted to do that, but they just stopped Obadiah's bleeding after he was stabbed multiple times. Moreover, they were hopelessly outnumbered—it was impossible to escape with one person so seriously injured. "That's no good," Yara said. "We don't stand a chance with Mr. Longman being that hurt. We should keep waiting for backup."Les did not agree. "Why don't you give me his pill recipe? Me and my man will then make a break for it—the recipe is vital. We can't let it fall into anyone's hands."Yara thought about it and decided that Les was right. She gingerly took out a thick book from her bag and handed it to Les, telling him somberly, "This is the key to Grande Corp's future. You have to bring it to Ms. Turnbull."Since Les was Vicky's co
However, Yara could not think of anyone in Riverton who had the influence to summon hundreds of hitmen."Of course I know you." The masked man snorted in contempt. "Is there anyone who doesn't know the governor's daughter? It's a shame you're willing to serve Vicky as her lapdog."Then, his tone changed as he continued enticingly, "Why bend over backward? Join us—once we eliminate Vicky, you'll be in charge of Grande Corp. Your influence will skyrocket, and you'll gain importance in your family."Les reasoned too, "Ms. Quill, Mr. Goldman values your abilities. Join us to prosper or die.""Bleh!" Yara spat, glaring at Les in disdain. "You think everyone else is a traitor like you? You're just Glen Turnbull's bastard. Ms. Turnbull was willing to take you in and even let you work at Grande Corp, but you repaid her kindness with spite! The way I see it, you're the one who's going to die!"Les was furious and snapped, "A nobody like you has no right to talk to me like that! Once we kil
The masked man stood out, staring at Frank just then. "You're strong, Mr. Lawrence, but there's over a hundred of us. Do you really think you can survive? Why don't you join us instead, and enjoy the spoils with us?""Who do you think you are to draw me to your cause?" Frank snorted in disdain.The masked man pursed his lips, surprised that he would be so full of himself. "In that case, die."He waved, and all the hitmen charged toward Frank right then!Frank remained fearless.With a raging bellow, he charged into their midst, directing their vigor as he moved at extreme speed.Each punch kicked up a violent gust, instantly knocking a person into the air!The masked man's heart skipped a beat as he looked on in shock.As Frank danced through his hitmen, none of them were left standing in his wake!"Don't let him reach her!" the masked man yelled in shock, finally realizing that Frank was aiming to save Yara!However, the man holding Yara could barely react when Frank kicked
However, Frank did not allow the masked man a single moment's rest and lunged forward again!"Die!" the masked man yelled as he pulled his collar, freeing his jacket and launching a rain of silver needles!Frank parried some with his machete, while using his other hand to shield his face.He knocked down most, but several struck his body.The masked man laughed pompously in turn. "That's three needles! You're dead now! No one can cure my poison—cut off your own arm and beg if you want to live!"Frank could feel a chill even as he directed his vigor, and it was a familiar sensation…It was Snowshade, which Vicky was poisoned with before.That also means the masked man had poisoned Vicky before! He must not let him free!Earnestly furious, Frank launched another slash through the air!The masked man paled in terror, never expecting Frank to keep directing his vigor even after all that! He dodged and did not pause as he shouted at Les, "Run! We're no match for him!"With those
Les was completely unfettered. "So what? You're going to die now."Frank shook his head exasperatedly. "I'd rather you didn't shoot. Not even Glen Turnbull can save you if you do, and you won't hurt me anyway.""Haha!" Les laughed out loud. "What, are you bulletproof?!"Frank's eyes were filled with confidence. "Why don't you test it?"Les glared at Frank, sensing that Frank was not afraid at all.Silence ensued, with only the wind rustling amid the trees.As both men became on edge…Bang!Les fired, sparks bursting out of his gun's barrel.In that instant, Frank reached out and grabbed before spinning and pausing.He slowly extended his right knuckle."What…"Les paled, his eyes bulging as he studied Frank.He was unscathed! Did he really just catch a bullet with his bare hands?! Impossible!"I told you. You can't kill me." Frank's gaze remained confident as he slowly opened his palm, which was red with his blood."You tricked me?!" Les exclaimed in shock, realizing he
Frank snorted. "Alright, I'm hanging up. I'm getting started over here soon.""Yeah. Good luck," Jouri replied.Hanging up, Frank looked up at the waterfall overhead, and then at Skyler, who was standing beside him. "So? Is it time yet?""Almost… Now!" Skyler's eyes were glowing even as she stared at her watch."Alright."Frank looked up just as the skies abruptly darkened. "Ah, there it is—the eclipse."The sun seemed to disappear, and the world was suddenly shrouded in darknesses.And beside him, a stone door imbued with the power of the spiritron vein also rumbled as it parted."Got it!" Frank rushed inside without another word as soon as he saw it."Hmph. I'm surprised that you could reach this place." A cold, wrathful voice resounded inside even before Frank got a hold of his surroundings.Looking up, Frank found a youth in a black cossack and sporting grey-white hair, standing upon a cliff as he looked down on him.Frank chuckled. "Hehe. Like I said, I've come to kill
Frank narrowed his eyes. "Is that so?'Crane shrugged. "I don't mind giving it to you straight—members of Torrent are actually… Ahem. A part of Torrent himself."Frank paused. "What's that supposed to mean?""You don't get it, do you?" Crane grinned. "Then let me put it to you this way—every member is a clone of Torrent.""A clone?" Frank gasped in realization."Yes," Crane nodded. "That's why I believe that challenging Crane is just suicide. You have no idea how powerful he is—only death awaits you down that path."Frank smirked. "Oh, but I don't think so."Crane rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever—now listen closely. You will find Torrent in the Mystic Trail, but you would only find that place when the sun and moon coincide, and the entrance is beneath the waterfall south of Horton."As he finished, he snorted coldly. "I have no idea if you can actually do it, but I'm hoping you do kill him… Heh. I'm getting tired of being stuck under his control for so long."Then, waving off
Frank abruptly turned, immediately noticing one of the Cranes crouching, ready to spring forward and blindside him."Got you!" He laughed."Hah! You fell for it!"Just as Frank swung a punch to pulverize that Crane, he suddenly burst into pus that splashed at Frank's face."Damn it!" Frank took a step back, surprised that the clone's presence was identical to the real Crane, and a trap on top of that!"Die!"The Cranes around him each whipped out a dagger, all of them stabbing at Frank at the same time."Get off!" Frank bellowed, unleashing a shockwave that sent all the Cranes flying across all directions."Frank! Above you!" Skyler suddenly shrieked."Yes! I'm right here!" A strange laughter sounded above Frank just as he wiped the pus off his face.Crane was suddenly directly above him, launching an aerial kick straight at Frank's head, and Frank had no time to dodge!"Die!" Crane's smile curled into a twisted angle as he saw that too.He was very confident with this kick
"Disgusting…" Skyler murmured through her hand.Despite being skinned and scalped, the women were all still alive and singing to the music that was playing despite their anguish."Talk about a terrible fetish."Frank was scowling too—why were all the members of Torrent such sick deviants? It seemed like his plan to wipe them out was absolutely correct!"So, you killed my clone?"The lanky man on the couch slowly turned to level his bloodshot eyes at Frank.His lips were wet with bed as they curled upward into an eerie smile."Clone?" Frank narrowed his eyes."Hehe. It's a sage art."Crane shrugged as he stood up and wiped the blood off his lips. "It's only natural that you don't understand… Still, you deserve praise. If you can kill my clone, that means you're not just slightly stronger than Ghost."Naturally, the man was none other than the real Crane.Still, as Skyler studied him from a corner, even she could notice the strange twitch of his fingers, and his veins were pro
Even as Crane ran, he was looking over his shoulder, his heart pounding. "No… I won't win in a one-on-one!"No, as long as I get back to my real body… we can do this together!" He frowned, having seen how Frank sliced off the pinkies of those hood rats. It hence quickly dawned on him that Frank was not just slightly stronger than Ghost, as Torrent had put it!"Almost there!" He gasped when he saw the signboard of Pegasus Showtown in the distance. "As long as I get there and rendezvous with my real body, that brat will lose—"That was when he turned and saw that a shadow had caught up with impossible speed."What?!" Crane's eyes almost popped out in bewilderment. "What speed is that?! Are you kidding—"Even as he spotted the shadow, the shadow turned into a youth with an impassive visage.His fist outstretched, he was clearly punching toward Crane's forehead!"Argh…"Even as Crane looked on, the youth's punch slowed down by tenfold, but his fist kept closing in.Then, whe
Seeing Skyler sigh, the tattooed thug presumed that his extortion worked.He strode up, grabbing Frank's shoulder. "No one's gonna help you, boy. Pay up, or you're not leaving.""Exactly! You're not getting away!" the crowd of hood rats hollered. "Last chance."Frank's eyes were cold and fixed on Dani, however. "Are you going to intervene? If you do, you can keep that check. If you don't…""Ugh. Fuck off! I don't care!" Dani spat, her expression smug as she folded her arms before her chest. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?!""Exactly! Pay up, and you can leave!""Yeah! Ten grand, at least!""You probably don't know my boss Wyvern, but when he's here, you won't get away with just ten grand!"Even as the crowd closed in, Frank shook his head. "Well, you had your chance. Don't blame me for what happens next.""You're giving us a chance?! Hah! Who—argh!"Even before Dani could finish gloating, Frank was suddenly in front of her, grabbing her viciously by the wrist."Arg
"Five grand?! Did you hear that?! He just threw five grand!""Must be a rich kid coming here for a secret rendezvous, out of prying eyes? Those types are the easiest mark!""Fuck! And Dani got one of us… It hurts me more than losing at the races!"Frank could hear the buzz around him but ignored it as he strode past the men flanking him and headed toward the street that stank of blood."Stop!" A big tattooed man grinned sinisterly as he intercepted Frank.As his buddies encircled Frank as well, Frank snorted—it seemed that they took his reaction for a sign of weakness and thought that he could be cowed.The tattooed man rubbed his chin as he leered at Skyler's voluptuous figure, chuckling. "Look, boy. I'm short on cash, so let me take a loan. I'll pay you back some other day, how about that?"His friend laughed. "Exactly! You just gave Dani five grand, and we won't ask for more… just four, how about that?"Skyler scowled in turn and glanced worriedly at Frank beside her—was he
Frank himself had just stepped out of the nightclub when his eyes narrowed."Blood," he murmured, his nostrils twitching."Blood?"Skyler sniffed the air, puzzled. "I can't smell it.""It's from the opposite street… I smell the blood of over a dozen people.""A dozen?!" Skyler did a double take.He could identify the number of people who were killed?! That was just ridiculous!"Come on, let's take a look."Just as Frank led the way toward the source of the stench, a woman suddenly came up, catching Frank off guard and throwing herself into his arms."Hmmm?" He looked down to see that she had thick makeup, average looks, and a rather pudgy belly."Argh! He touched me!" she pointed at Frank and shrieked even before he realized what was happening."What?!" Skyler was staring at the woman too, mystified."Oh, sister! You just didn't see it!"The woman kept hollering, pointing at Frank's face. "Your boyfriend grabbed my ass! Is that how you teach him manners?!""Teach him ma
Wyvern screamed even as he clutched the stump that was his hand, screaming so shrilly one might mistake his voice as inhuman."Oh, just shut up." The lanky man glowered and launched a kick, reducing Wyvern into puddles of blood and pieces of innards, splattering all around the lobby. "Argh!!!" the devilish lady screamed as she watched the carnage unfolded."Another sound, and you'd end up just like him." The lanky man turned and frowned at her impatiently."Hngh…" The devilish lady promptly clasped a hand over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she trembled."What the hell?!"Outside, Wyvern's lackeys heard the screams and ran inside, looking for him. "Hey, where's Wyvern?!"However, the lobby was too dimly lit for them to notice the blood and guts scattered around the walls, and they only sensed that terrible stench."Hngh…" The devilish lady was too scared to speak, and tears trickled out of her eyes."Fuck!"One of the lackeys strode up and seized the lanky man