Along the way, Frank suddenly said, "I'm feeling sleepy. I'll take a short nap-just wake me when we're there." "Oh, okay," Bojo replied, holding back a smile since he must not show his delight at the moment.

Five minutes later, Bojo called out tentatively, "Sir...?"

Seeing that Frank was not responding, he promptly whipped out his phone and sent a text while driving.

He kept sliding peeks behind him, worried that Frank would notice.

Fortunately, Frank never noticed anything even after he sent his text.

Bojo sighed in relief-it was Frank's own fault! He started this, so he had to get rough!

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Around 7 PM, the old van drove into a textile factory near Chandlerton, stopping inside a warehouse without shutters.

Frank looked on as Bojo gingerly alighted and dashed outside, and he only alighted when Bojo was completely gone.

around and chuckled coolly. "There's no need to hide, boys.

men then appeared all over the two-floored scaffolding, all

you'll have a taste of my power!" a

and saw that there was an amplifier standing at

can hear me, can't you?" he laughed over the speaker. "What was it you said? There's no need to get killed for this... But well, you see, my boys are all hunters, and they know where to aim. And I just need you crippled!" Frank

thought for a moment that they would be

he asked, "Well, what are you waiting for? Do

shocked. "You're not

on earth was this brat, who was so calm and composed despite the

be afraid of?" Frank chuckled. "You're

I thought you have both the brains and the brawns... But it turns out you're just an idiot! Don't let space out, boys! Shoot

pulled the trigger, their bolts streaking through the air toward

he waved his hand, instantly catching every bolt and launching

"Argh!"

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