Frank appeared perplexed-why would Peter come to him?

A while ago, Peter was appointed as deputy to Terry Cotton, who worked as a team captain in Lanecorp's health and security department.

Under usual circumstances, Peter had Frank's number and could just call him if anything happened.

But he did not and came to Frank personally? And he was in bad shape?

Sensing something ominous, Frank left Lily the secretary and dashed downstairs.

At the first-floor lobby, Frank found Peter bleeding from the gut as he sat by the entrance.

He was bleeding all over, causing a commotion in the lobby.

"What happened, Peter?!" Frank exclaimed as he squeezed his way through the crowd and rushed to Peter's side.

"Brother... Chief..."

lift his bloodstained hands. "Four men attacked the bar we gathered

Guns?!" Frank was at

select individuals or leaders of illustrious families were given licenses to carry one. Others would

could inflict devastation, meaning that they were clearly

artists could not stop bullets unless they reached Birthright rank, and even then, they could only stop

other words,

Frank did the math

held up his fingers, projecting a spiraling burst of pure vigo to

belongs to en.swnovel tent

times on the abdomen, the bullets missed his

they come from? What about Terry? What's he doing?" Frank asked Peter even

and fell unconscious... They rushed him to the hospital already. I can't

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