Sally was actually surprised that Frank was smarter than the usually muscle-headed martial artists who were always so full of themselves.
That being said, she was not about to change her mind!
Chasing after Frank, she then strolled leisurely beside him as if nothing happened. "Come on, handsome—we're not done yet! Don't you think we'd lose out big time if we leave now?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Frank paused, the air around him murderous.
Sally gulped.
So this was the man chosen by the spiritron vein? He appeared casual about things but carried such hidden depths that easily inspired fear.
Still, she said, "I recall another group. Would you like to wipe them out?"
"Where?"
"I'll take you!"
With that, Sally drove Frank to an abandoned building to the west.
"They're all in there. Don't disappoint me now!" Sally chirped and started downing glasses of champagne, clearly not bothered to get off.
As Frank aligned, he immediately sensed a familiar presence.
Sally was really not lying!
Striding towards the building without hesitation, he shouted, "Stop hiding. Get out here!"
Jeers and disses resounded from the building right then!
"You're really full of yourself, kiddo! Did you really think you're peerless?!"
"Don't even bother pretending around me. We've killed plenty of prodigies like you—you're really nothing impressive."
She was certainly not being cocky now as she crawled to her feet, holding a hand up at Frank while unbuttoning her dress with the other.
"Take a good look, handsome…" she purred. "Are you sure you're not interested?"
Frank smirked, leaving Bloody Mary thinking that he was. She promptly spread her arms… only to collapse again, screaming as a cool breeze brushed against her.
Frank did not kill her, but he broke all her limbs—she was basically a cripple now, as she would not be as agile even if she recovered!
"Well done, kid!" The cheers turned up in volume.
"Alright! Let's do this!"
A dwarf leapt off the third floor just then, holding a plain-looking dagger.
However, four punks leapt off the fourth-floor as well, encircling the dwarf.
One of them snapped, "This isn't the place for you to strut!"
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