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."

shot forward like a lightning bolt without a word, reappearing

"What?!"

froze, caught in disbelief by

raised his arms to block Frank's oncoming

a split second, Frank switched his attack and spread his fingers,

"Kneel!"

it shot out, the single strike left the old

old man was horrified—Frank had to be the strongest man he had ever

lifted him off

"I-I'll never tell you!"

old man had barely finished when Frank tapped his ribcage acupoint, shutting his respiratory vessels and leaving

acupoint, and the old man felt as if his chest was on

necessary. In fact, his methods would even beat Burt Yorkman's interrogation techniques in terms of

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