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.

chuckled coolly. "There's no need to

all over the two-floored scaffolding, all

have a taste of

an amplifier standing at a corner, while Bojo himself had hidden

"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

really thought for a moment that they would

his arms, he asked, "Well, what are you

left shocked. "You're not

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

chuckled. "You're the ones who should

brains and the brawns...

orders, everyone pulled the trigger, their bolts streaking

waved his hand, instantly catching every bolt and

"Argh!"

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