Suddenly, Frank said coolly, “Quit wasting time. You have three minutes.”


    “I need just one.” Hans shrugged.


    “Fuck! Let’s see you put your money where your mouth is!” Scarless Gorm bellowed, then shoved his


    foot into the ground andunched a kick at Hans face!


    “Amazing!” Zeb eximed in delight even as he felt the shockwave, never expecting his father to be


    able to get someone so powerful!


    And yet, Hans moved at the very next instant and grabbed Scarless Gorm by the ankles, his w–like


    fingers clenching!


    “Argh!!!”


    Crack!


    Then, even as Scarless Gorm screamed, Hans punched him in the kneecaps!


    There was a crisp sound as Scarless Gorm dropped out of the air right then and was left clutching his


    right leg as he rolled all over the ground!


    “My leg! My leg!” he shrieked at the top of his lungs, sweating profusely as his face turned pale.


    The Larkins turned pale too, with Cram gaping. “T–That’s impossible!


    He had spent twenty million just to hire Scarless Gorm… but Hans had just crippled him with a single


    punch!


    Zeb was pale as a sheet, not expecting that a fight between martial elites would end so quickly.


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    He was still mocking Frank earlier, but he certainly could notugh now!


    Moreover, there was no style or elegance in Hans‘ movement, only brute strength!


    Even the Larkins‘ bodyguards were starting to back away, afraid to get close!


    Hans simply stood there, his hands in his pocket as he snorted. “The sheer ignorance, trying to fight


    me when that’s all you had.”


    “W–Who are you?” Scarless Gorm stared at him in panic–someone as strong as him could not be a


    nobody!


    “Nergal, Skyrank’s eighty–seventh,” Hans replied in disdain.


    “What…?!” Scarless Gorm gaped.


    He never could have known, just as he would never have fought a Skyrank individual!


    At the same time, Frank slowly strode toward Zeb, who started stumbling backward before slipping and


    falling.


    He turned to his father and screamed, “Dad!!! Please help!!!”


    Cram had no choice but to step between them. “Please, Mr. Lawrence… just spare my son’s life! You


    can have anything you want! We can talk about this-”


    “Fuck off.” Frank sent him flying with a kick.


    Horrified, Zeb scrambled to his feet to run, but Frank had already reached him and grabbed him by the


    neck.


    His face turned purple as Frank choked him, and he wet himself under Frank’s menacing presence.


    “Ack… Please… Give me a chance… I won’t do it anymore… I’m sorry… Please…” “I gave you a


    chance. You just didn’t take it,” Frank growled.