Later.

"Here's Room 106. You can stay here."

After getting Kiki settled in his mansion, Frank mused to himself before striding outside.

A limousine slowly emerged out of the dark road, stopping in front of him.

Frank stood there and sighed. "It seems that Hubert Sorano is really bent on dying.”

"Brat, did you think you could come out unscathed after challenging the Soranos?!" an elderly black-clad man with a gray beard bellowed as he alighted, glaring at Frank haughtily. "You'll pay for your impudence!”

"And you'll pay for your ignorance," Frank calmly retorted.

The old man glowered but soon laughed. "Some weaning brat like you threatening me? Who do you think you are?"

"Funny. I could say the same, geezer."

he suddenly shot forward like a lightning bolt without a word, reappearing right in front of the old

"What?!"

froze, caught

his arms to block Frank's

attack and

"Kneel!"

as it shot out, the single strike left the old

had to be the strongest

he thought that, Frank had grabbed him by the neck and lifted

"I-I'll never tell you!"

ribcage acupoint, shutting his

old man felt as if his chest was on

knowledge saved lives, but he could use it for interrogations necessary. In fact, his methods would even beat Burt Yorkman's interrogation techniques in terms

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