"W-Who are you?!" Cid was cringing in fear at a corner once he saw Frank wiping the floor with his


    goons in no time at all.


    His goons were all bloodthirsty savages who would never hold back, and it was iprehensible that


    Frank could just take them down.


    He was utterly terrified that Frank woulde and end him... but he was clearly being paranoid.


    Frank was not bloodthirsty, and Cid''s goons were just your stereotypical goons—he had no interest in


    ending them.


    Moreover, Frank remembered Titus Lionheart''s threat—if Titus realized he was in town, he would be


    coming for him.


    That was why Frank had to keep his head down. In fact, he would not have gotten involved at all if not


    for Nash being in trouble.


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    "You have two choices." Frank smiled at Cid just then, pausing before continuing, "Either I kill you, or


    you apologize to Nash here. How about that?"


    "I-I know you''re a martial artist!" Cid snapped, not about to appear weak despite his fear toward Frank


    as he negotiated. "My brother is the underboss of the Sunzers, so don''t get cocky with me, or you''d


    have messed with the entire gang! You''ll suffer for it!"


    He was actually afraid of Frank''s moves but was soon confident again when he remembered his


    brother.


    "So, it''s death." Frank shrugged—he knew Cid''s type, and that he would never yield until he was


    straightened out.


    With that, he stamped a foot on one of Cid''s fingers forcefully.


    "Argh!!!" Cid squealed like a gutted pig right then.


    "So, are we listening? That''s another finger." Frank smiled and stamped his foot on another finger.


    Cid screamed in pain again, his head flushing red.


    Frank''s swagger certainly left the female students cooing, and they felt their juices stirring even as they


    watched.


    "Yeah, teach that bastard a lesson!"


    "And he was so cocky before!"


    Even as the girls scrambled to praise Frank, the boys were clenching their knuckles and would have


    been pping if Soren was not scowling.


    Kat was certainly changing her opinion of Frank too. She presumed that Frank would be weak like her


    father, only for him to turn out to be as strong as he was brave, even beating up Hux''s brother!


    That was a real man, though the thought left her leveling a troubled look at her father.


    "Stop, stop!" Cid was tearing up from the pain, his face contorted in pain.


    Nobody could have withstood such pain as the fingers were closely connected to the nerves.


    With that, Cid started to kowtow at Nash. "I''m sorry... I was a blind fool. Please just ask your friend to


    stop...."


    "Mr. Lawrence, you can let him go," Nash quickly reasoned. "We don''t have to go that far."


    "Fine." Frank snorted and raised his foot, saying quietly, "I''m letting you go because Nash asked. And


    remember the pain. Mess with me again, and I won''t mind making it hurt way worse."


    Hurt way worse?!


    Cid was scared speechless and scrambled to flee, clutching his figures.


    Naturally, he did not see where he was going and soon knocked into a bulging belly. He was knocked


    back by the recoil and dropped on his bottom.