Gerry felt terror from the bottom of his heart.
Frank was not joking—he would really kill him!
"How dare you, Frank!"
Stella strode up between her boyfriend and Frank, smirking. "You sure talk big, but look around—my family's martial artists are standing all around you! You're the one who's going down!"
"Oh, really?"
Frank chuckled sinisterly. "Care to test that theory?"
"You prick! You really won't give up, huh?! Go, take him down and skin him!"
At Stella's bellow, the martial artists around Frank leaped toward Frank, ready to attack him with their martial techniques.
Terrified, the Lanecorp employees fled the lobby.
"It's your fault for messing with Ms. Favoni, brat! Now, you can watch while we skin you!"
The Favonis' martial artists actually proved to be skilled—unlike other martial artists Frank encountered before, the Favoni were serious about grooming them with their resources.
Every individual movement and positioning was planned and executed perfectly, and they quickly cut off all escape for Frank.
"Mr. Lawrence! Run! They are all martial artists!" one of the maimed security guards shouted at Frank from the floor.
Stella laughed coldly in turn. "Run? Too late!"
The martial artists she brought were all Birthright rank or vigor wielders trained by her family, and even an Ascendant rank would have trouble against them.
"Hah!!!"
But at the next instant, Frank bellowed so loudly a shockwave erupted, knocking the Favoni martial artists away.
"What?!"
They had certainly never encountered such a sight before, and they could actually see the contempt in Frank's eyes even as they were sent flying.
"Is that all you have?"
Even as everyone heard that scoff of disdain, the leader of the Favoni martial artists stuttered, "I…"
Still, before he could catch his balance and strike Frank with everything he had, Frank was suddenly in front of him like a ghost!
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