Steeling himself right then, Stanley sat on the floor as he glared at Frank with a gleeful smirk. "I'll give it to you straight, Frank Lawrence! I'm not afraid of you! I have the support of powerful people that not even the geezers of the Martial Alliance could hope to match!"When the time comes, they'll find you and kill you! And I'll watch closely in hell as you're tortured to your last breath!" But even as Stanley laughed maniacally, Frank snorted.There was a brief flash, and Stanley's smirk froze on his face as a gruesome gash appeared on his neck.It widened by the second, and blood gushed out like a geyser.Stanley raised both hands as he tried to stop the bleeding to no avail and eventually collapsed on the floor, his eyes wide with spite!"Mr. Lawrence, you don't have to worry about Josh Dellon or the Lionhearts."Elder Fango was certainly shocked by how ruthless Frank was and promptly declared his stance. "The Martial Alliance will make them answer for the crimes aga
Just as Frank was ready to leap into the mansion through a window, he noticed something strange.No one was breathing in there!"This is bad!"He broke through the window right then and was immediately greeted by a sight of carnage.A twentyish woman lay on the couch, with two bodyguards nearby laying on the floor.The woman in the kitchen got the worst of it, however, as her entire head was plunged into a burning pot of beef soup, leaving her completely disfigured!Frank looked around and quickly found the beeping red indicator of a security camera.He followed the wiring to the security room, and was ready to enter when he heard footsteps.He promptly backed away, just as a black-clad man opened the door and stepped out, and passed out just as he glimpsed a dark fist launched straight at his face.When he woke up, he was completely restrained, and before him stood a menacing youth who only had his looks going for him.Fiddling with the USB stick he took from the black-clad
"Just do as I say!" Frank snapped and hung up.The more normal something appeared these days, the more fishy it was, and Frank refused to gamble!-The next day, Frank headed to the address Vicky provided, which was for a mansion in the suburbs. The surrounding area was quite dilapidated, and the mansion itself clearly had not been used for a while.As Frank strode into the drawing room, he found a youth seated on the couch, sipping tea.Everything he wore was from cheap brands, and he wore a pair of loafers.With his myriad-colored dyed hair, he really looked no different from a street thug!There were other boys who looked much the same with them too, all of them leering at Frank in amusement.Mystic Sky Guild—formerly known as the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department—had tracked them here, sensing that they meant to do harm.They were encircling Uriah Zangi and his boys, and Fran—the team leader—hurried to Frank when he arrived. "Chief, those men slipped into Ms. Turnbull'
Uriah laughed maniacally. "Master's right! You're one in a billion, surviving our Million Edge Ward!"Frank chuckled in wry amusement. "Bill is right about one thing—you watch too much anime!"As he finished, he leapt forward, aiming his fist squarely at Uriah's face.Uriah dodged it by inches and leapt up with a sweeping kick while thrusting his dagger at Frank's chest.His friends joined the attack as well, their daggers glinting coldly or their punches streaking violently at Frank.They were all equally matched, however, with neither side getting an advantage!It was a battle of the gods, and naturally, men were made to suffer.Thankfully, there was not actually anyone nearby, though none of the couches, TVs, or chandeliers survived.Even as the fight continued over thirty strikes, a thunderous rumble ensued as the entire mansion collapsed!Watching in the distance, the Mystic Sky Guild members and Bill turned pale in shock.Their chief was always unstoppable, but he was a
Vicky frowned in turn. "Not even Helen or the other girls? I'm really worried that they'd do something stupid…""Not even them!" Frank shook his head. "It's cold, but their genuine grief is the best cover I could ask for!"Also, I have you. Just keep them in line for the time being—I'm sure nothing terrible would come out of this."Vicky nodded.-Hence, in that same afternoon, a bombshell was dropped, leaving stunned the Martial Alliance and every group across the nation that had any dealings with Frank.There were as many who mourned as those who celebrated—it went without seeing how delighted the Lionhearts, Josh Dellon, and Frank's other enemies were!Finally, the biggest obstacle they had was now punished accordingly!At the same time, they were also curious as to who had so easily surpassed them, killing the man who always seemed to refuse to die.In contrast, Mystic Sky Guild, Helen, and the rest of Frank's close friends were all as shocked as they were torn.They cert
Even as Whitney stared at Frank like a hungry wolf, she giggled, "Oh, don't be a stranger. Just call me Whitney!""Whitney!""Good!"Whitney grinned in delight. "I don't mind telling you, but I've been divorced for years and live alone… But my pig farm is making big bucks, so I was thinking about getting a househusband—""I would like to farm, Whitney!" Frank quickly brought the conversation back on track as Whitney began to ramble on about her life story."Oh, right…" Whitney remembered just then. "But you're so young, and you definitely look like you come from the big city. Why farm? You're not even going to afford your own bills soon!""You're right, there's no future in farming." Frank nodded. "But I'm also a researcher from Shagan Agricultural University, and I'm developing high-yield corn and wheat. I'm planning to test the seeds here.""Oh, I see!" Whitney was even more delighted that Frank was a researcher and quickly led him to the edge of the village to check out the l
Inside the rundown shack, the old man brought a worn stool for Frank. "Please sit, young man. I'm sorry but there's little hospitality to offer here…"Frank nodded and said, "I'll cut to the chase, sir! I'll rent your land!"The old man named Miles Chand did a double take but soon waved him off. "No, no, no… Absolutely not! This old man won't be a burden!"Frank was unsure how to react just then. "Sir, Ms. Chandler has already told me about your situation. Since I'm willing to help, you can bet that I'm ready to deal with those loan sharks.""Yeah, don't worry!" Whitney agreed. "He's a university student. Those fools would never dare to mess with him."However, while Miles was left hesitant, someone shouted outside, "We're back, geezer! Bring out the snacks!"Whitney was at once furious, striding out of the shack and standing akimbo as she snapped, "Who let you brats off the leash?"There were eight thugs outside, leaning against the wall and leering at Whitney in amusement."O
Miles kept refusing, and it took Frank and Whitney considerable effort to persuade him into renting out his land for thirty grand per year.It was spare change for Frank but something the old man dearly needed."I won't lie to you, kiddo, I'm all out of money. I'd probably die hungry if not for your money… You've really saved me! Please allow me to show my gratitude!"He was ready to kneel, but Frank reacted quickly and caught him. "It's alright, sir! You don't have to pray to me—don't worry, no one will bully you as long as I'm around."However, tears were welling up in the old man's eyes, and he was chanting a prayer—all the good deeds he had done over his life were finally being repaid!After leaving Miles' shack, Whitney asked, "You don't have a place to stay, do you? You can stay at my place if you don't mind.""What's there to mind? Also, I'll pay the utility bills!""No, it's fine!" Whitey promptly waved him off. "You've done Miles a huge favor, and I should thank you as