Hans then turned toward Burt. “What should we do with this one, Mr.

Lawrence?”

Burt was left gulping just then—Hans could already floor him with just one strike, and he was not going to last a round in a fight.

He could not help being afraid, but his only choice was to wait for Frank’s judgment.

However, Frank merely glanced this way before saying quietly, “Forget it.

Don’t bother with him.”

What?” Hans did a double take—this was not Frank’s style!

Anyone who ever tried to kill him would be killed in return, and Burt was going to torture him before that too!

he did

to let him go?” Hans

on him. “What,

course not. I’d never question your magnanimity, sir.” Hans promptly threw up his hands and

high-ranked military officer actually deferred

as he growled, “You’re lucky Mr. Lawrence didn’t want to

after Frank, while the armed squad of soldiers also quickly left,

of the junior officers quickly asked,

his head repeatedly—he certainly had no

don’t know… but those men were packing heat in

turning toward the man,

The junior officer

Burt,

as he barked, “I told you to

for a long while

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