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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhat the hell?! Frank was already a tough nut, but there were even more martial elites?! Nheless, the restaurant owner strode up, kicking the butcher viciously. "Do you get who I am now?" "You son of a bitch!" the butcher snapped, having never felt this humiliated before. "Killif you can, or I'll make sure to kill you once I make it big!" The restaurant owner simply slapped him across the face. "Still yapping now?! I'm giving it to you straight-I have plenty of friends in high places, and I might just really kill you if you mess withagain." "Then do it!" the butcher yelled in defiance.
Smirking, the restaurant owner strode up, seizing a patch of the butcher's hair and ripping it off audibly! Even as the butcher yipped liked a kicked dog, the restaurant owner barked, "Fuck him up!" Two of his buddies walked up and began clobbering the butcher, while the restaurant owner wheeled on Frank. "So? What are you going to say now?" Frank snorted. "Did you really think you could lord over everyone with those goons?" The restaurant owner chuckled. "I'll be straight with youand my friends are no big deal in Shagan, let alone the country, but here, we are kings! You have two choices now—either surrender that bitch and kowtow until I'm satisfied, or I'll make you a kite!" "A kite?!" Yana exclaimed in shock.
It was an old execution technique where a person would have his guts pulled out like a kite string, while the body was thrown into the distance. It was nothing short of savage, leaving a man to rot like a kite drifting in the wind! "Don't you dare! If you hurt us, the government wille after you!" she snapped, attempting to bluff the restaurant owner into leaving with her nonexistent authority.
She knew Frank was special, but the restaurant owner was no slouch either.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn the other hand, the restaurant owner could see who Yana was with a single glance and nodded. "Don't worry, teach-I'm a bad man, but won't hurt you. Hell, I'll protect those kids in front of you, but not that man! He's a dead man, and that's final!" Frank smirked, nodding in approval.
Unlike Baldy, the restaurant owner manciples despite being a bade and that was good enough for him. "What you said just saved your life." He chuckled. "Just break your arms and leave." "What?" The restaurant owner smiled in wry amusement.
He obviously had the advantage, but Frank was still saying that to his face? Maybe he actually cracked under pressure? "Are you really not afraid of me, brat?" the restaurant owner growled.
"You're the one who should be afraid. Last chance-leave, or I'll make you!" "Well, thene on! I'm waiting!" Frank sighed, muttering under his breath, "That's how it always starts." As he finished, he started forward.
Sensing danger, one of the owner's goons leapt up to stop Frank, only to be sent flying with a slap! The rest were left dumbfounded, as the owner's martial elites could fight twenty by themselves, but this one did t even last a secu belongs to english S Content
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