Baba Yaga had said that Frank was a real pickle, and they must never face him directly.

After all, the depths of Frank's strength was unfathomable, and many big shots had already died by his hand.

As such, they should avoid him whenever they could.

In fact, even though Sohil immediately recognized Frank, Sohil pretended he did not because he must not do that in order to avoid rousing Frank's suspicion.

"Who are you?!" he snapped. "Why did you barge into my turf and hurt my men?"

Frank snorted at Sohil's pointless pretension-he never intended to talk things out peacefully when he came.

Still, it surprised Frank to hear Gable's voice from within, and he therefore leaned against the door to eavesdrop on Gable and Sohil.

He was at once furious when he found out about their plans.

he

are you talking about?" Gable exclaimed despite his terror. "I just came to buy medicine for my mother. What

bottle of pills out of Gable's

despite having medicinal value, Mildron Balm could be refined into

and discomfort of the body, it was highly addictive and aggravated the previous symptoms of the patients endlessly. Eventually, as the patient

own mother almost spurred Frank

would be an

Gable and Sohil were

unique substance-even Hundred Bane

recognize it meant he was

Zomer, was it?

stall, "Isn't this too much, my friend? I have no

"Cut the crap!"

glare, an invisible burst of pure vigor shot

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