The tattooed man did a double take.


    Someone that strong there was in this little apothecarium all this while?


    Frank stepped out to the lobby just then, with J hiding behind him.


    He was about to start cooking a pill, only to hear themotion outside.


    He stepped out and saw in surprise the two goons chasing J, and he kicked them without holding


    back.


    He then looked around the lobby and found Kim and Liv as well.


    “Who are you?” he asked icily. “You have some balls to cause trouble here.”


    N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    The tattooed man nced at Frank but soon dismissed him as he barked, “Get him.”


    His gang of goons promptly charged, while J cried in warning, “Watch out, Mr. Lawrence!”


    However, those small fries werepletely insignificant in Frank’s eyes.


    He shot forward like a bolt, dancing between the goons as he sent all of them flying with each one


    punch.


    “Shit…” The tattooed man paled–so Frank was really strong!


    However, even as he watched his men fall one after another, he whipped out his dagger.


    Waiting for the perfect moment, he shoved it at Frank… only for Frank to catch it between his fingers.


    “What…” The tattooed man paled in disbelief, stunned by Frank’s strength!


    Frank’s eyes


    shed in disdain as he flicked his fingers, shoving the dagger backward with such force it left the


    tattooed man stunned.


    Even as the tattooed man dropped his dagger, Frank sent him flying with a kick!


    The tattooed man copsed in a pile at the door way with a loud thud, cursing, “Fuck! You messed with


    Skyhawk Sect… You’ve really done it now, bastard!”


    Frank frowned–the Skyhawk Sect was a cabal of killers with strong influence down south. However, his


    re of contempt never faded. “Skyhawk Sect? Even your boss would have to kowtow and apologize if


    he was here.”


    The tattooed man was shocked that Frank would disrespect his sect, and it seemed that Frank knew


    about them as well.


    “Fine, I will remember this! Just you wait!” he snapped before rising to his feet and fleeing, knowing that


    he would never win or be able to take Kim with them.


    Frank did not particrly hold a grudge and naturally did not chase after him.


    He turned toward J. “Are you hurt?”


    J shook his head. “I’m fine… But thedies…”


    Frank turned to the direction she was looking and saw that Kim was leaning feebly against the


    wall.


    He was just about to walk up to her, but Liv promptly stood in his way. “What are you doing?”


    “Your friend’s really hurt. She could die if she isn’t treated,” Frank exined.


    Kim pressed a hand on Liv’s shoulder as she straightened herself.


    “Thanks for saving us there, sir,” she nodded at Frank. “I’m Kim White of Southdam. However, I can


    only convey my sincerest gratitude another time…”


    However, Frank studied herplexion and asked, “You must have suffered an internal injury, didn’t


    you? Hold out your arm.”


    “You know medicine?” Kim asked in surprise.