Moreover, if they were local, they would not ever be showing up, even if Frank could wait until hell froze over. But that was fine!Frank swung his arm, breaking Bojo's left arm with the side of his palm."Argh!!!" Even as Bojo screamed, Frank growled, "If you do something like this again, I'll kill you!""Yes, yes, yes—I won't do it ever again!" Bojo cried. "I'll deactivate my number so they won't be able to contact me! This won't ever happen again!"However, Frank shook his head. "Don't do that yet. Give me your phone!""Wait, you're just a rival here to steal my business?" Bojo sighed but was still afraid to complain. "You could have just said so earlier! I would've let you have it!"Frank rolled his eyes. "I'm not in this business. I'm just here to investigate. Remember—don't tell anyone, or you'll do time for the things you did!"Bojo seemed to realize it with a start when he heard the phrase 'do time' and quickly said, "I get it! Don't worry, I understand—I'll cooper
"What is it?" Frank asked."Those loan sharks have been messing with my dad for so long," Jason said with a huff. "I want to make them pay!""What a coincidence." Frank nodded. "I was going to find them too. I even made a loan and got one of their SIM cards. When they come demanding payment, we can just follow them back to their lay.""Well, I'm counting on you."Jason nodded and grinned. "Let's have a drink—to be honest, I don't know how to thank you!"Frank was not that shy anyway, and went with Whitney to Jason's home.Miles was pointing and snapping at his son through tears when he saw him. "You have the cheek to come back?!"Jason dropped to his knees with a thud, crying, "I'm sorry, Dad! I shouldn't have left you alone for years! Please forgive me!"As he struck his head audibly on the ground, Miles walked up to stop him.He was only human, and his son was back anyway."How have you been all these years?" he asked. "Did you get full meals? A roof over your head? Were yo
Seeing that Frank was silent, Miles snapped at his son, "You're always trying to recruit people, but you never talk about salary!""Oh, right! I forgot!"Jason quickly added, "My family owes you after you helped our family big time… How about five hundred grand a year after tax?"Frank smiled but stayed silent—forget five hundred grand, he would not even care about five billion.At his level, money was really not worth anything.And seeing that Frank was still silent, Miles promptly said, "That's enough. He has his own plans, so quit trying to recruit him. I even heard Whitney saying that he's not short on money!""For real?" Jason was immediately interested."For real!" Whitney joined in. "He's paying me twenty grand in rent per month. Don't even think about trying to recruit him.""That's amazing! You really can't tell from appearances!" Jason exclaimed, earnestly happy for Frank instead of getting jealous.-After they had eaten, Frank and Whitney were on their way back wh
Frank then told Jason, "Just a couple of men will do. They won't be sending anyone important here to negotiate—we have to keep them on the hooks to rein in the big fish."Jason nodded in agreement. "You're right! You must have thought this through!"Early next morning, Jason arrived at Whitney's mansion in his Range Rover to pick Frank up.After Frank got into the car, Jason cleared his throat, and the two youths sitting behind promptly greeted him, "Good morning, Mr. Frankton!"Frank turned to find that they were both wearing tight trousers and loafers while sporting buzz cuts—the run-of-the-mill look of a typical hooligan.On top of that, Jason had to tell Frank, "Don't judge them by their appearances—they can hold their own in a fight."Frank was not sure how he should react to that.Nonetheless, along the way, Jason asked, "There's something I don't get—the address stated on the app has to be where their company operates. Why don't we just charge in, instead of doing this in
Jason nodded. "Of course I'm sure! I've told them to stay hidden while you come with me to check out the situation, and then we can beat them up after if we want to. Let's go!"With that, Jason drove Frank all the way to an abandoned factory on the west side of town.The two hooligans had clearly been waiting there for a while, and they waved at Jason and Frank when they saw them, hurrying to their side."How's things?" Jason asked."We've been watching the whole night," one of them reported. "At least twenty cars drove in there!"Jason nodded and turned toward Frank."This is most likely their base."Frank nodded, pointing at the distant town. "The land here is worth its weight in gold—they would have demolished a rundown factory ages ago. But just to be sure, I will go in and check. You boys wait here."With that, Frank headed around to the back of the factory, leaping over the wall.He immediately saw a rundown seven-floored office building and heard a rush of footsteps whe
Frank strode up to the geezer, seizing him by the neck and lifting him up in the air. "So, you're the owner of Easy Credit Service?"As the two women with the geezer realized what was happening, they tried to call for help but were instantly knocked out by an invisible force.At the same time, the geezer tried to speak but could not say the words, even as he felt like he was inches from death."Speak!" Frank snapped, impatient."Y-Yes… Please," the geezer pleaded. "We're not enemies, right? Don't do anything stupid!"Frank smirked. "Do you know Stanley Durban?""W-Who's that?" "You don't know him?"He certainly could not hide his confusion from Frank's eyes, and Frank was left puzzled too. Was he barking up the wrong tree? "What about Chandlerton and Lipton Hill?" He pressed nonetheless.The geezer shook his head repeatedly—he did not know where those places were."I get it now!"Even as Frank realized that the geezer had nothing to do with Stanley, he suddenly flung hi
Jason laughed even more cheerfully. "Well, you shouldn't ask too much. I can't tell you at the moment."Frank did not press the issue since Jason clearly wanted to keep it a secret, but he also decided to find a way to make Jason talk.Returning to Chandlerton, Jason arranged for a banquet table in Frank's honor, where he told Whitney about Frank's feats. "You had no idea… I thought he would be in trouble, but I was so shocked when he punched his way downstairs!"Whitney was smiling too. "You think? The thugs brought in this guy named Jayce Stather, but Lugh planted him in a wall in the blink of an eye. You can still see his good work.""That's amazing!"Jason held a thumbs-up before asking Frank again, "Mr. Frankton, why would you still farm when you're that amazing? Just come with me to the big city, and let's get rich together!"Frank had no such intention… that was, until he saw what Jason and his men could do.He had to tag along with Jason and see who his benefactor was.
Nonetheless, Miles soon remembered an important question. "Where are you boys going?""Don't worry, Dad," Jason assured him. "We'll definitely obey traffic rules—no drunk driving! I'll get a designated driver, so it's safe!"It was only then that Miles stopped worrying, while Jason and the others left.Half an hour later, Jason's Range Rover stopped outside the largest karaoke lounge—it was amazing to see a Range Rover there, let alone an Audi. Shocked, the valet promptly ran over to open the door for Miles and was even more happy when he saw that it was a man who clearly looked rich."How many seats, sir?""Five! And give us the best room!" Jason barked. "Oh, and send as many ladies as you can—four men ain't a party!""Alright!" The valet nodded and ran off.On the other hand, Frank was unsure how he should react as he alighted as well—Jason had really been living the good life, with the way he knew how things worked at the karaoke lounge.Jason only went on to show that he