Chapter 1993

Casually getting himself a chair, Frank sat and crossed his legs while waving off everyone around the table impatiently. "Get out of here right now."

However, everyone there was a rich and important figure in Zamri.

They were certainly stunned—did Frank really just tell them to leave?

"Watch yourself, Frank Lawrence! This isn't a place where you get to strut—don't even believe for one second that you're invincible just because you have Lanecorp's influence and your gangs!"

"Exactly! You don't have what it takes to lord over us!"

"Everyone around this table has ties to the government! If you insist on fighting us, then you will watch as everything you have will soon be destroyed!"

Frank was not even bothered to argue against them, however, and clapped his hands.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were endless cracks of gunshots, and the thin walls of the private room were soon riddled by bullet holes.

However, those were no more than warning shots, as no one in the room was hit.

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