In reality, it was obvious who hired Crewcut-Frank was simply interrogating him just to see if he had a conscience.

"Don't push your luck, brat!" Crewcut snapped. "I'll give it to you straight-l spared you not because I'm kind, but because of my master's last words. He had warned me I must not hesitate to spare anyone who can dispel our ghost fire!"

"I see!" Frank nodded in realization. "Or perhaps you misremembered, and your master didn't tell you to spare me but to cooperate instead?"

"Don't push it!" Crewcut was incensed by Frank's disrespect.

"Oh, but I'll keep pushing it! Now tell me who hired you!" Frank barked.

"You asked for it!" Crewcut bellowed in rage and leapt forward.

Ghostfires appeared in both his hands, and he swung at Frank.

He was taken by surprise by Frank's reflexes, as he dodged it, caught the ghostfire, and actually launched them back at Crewcut.

Terrified, Crewcut tried to dodge but it was too late the ghostfire struck true, engulfing him in its flames instantly.

"Just you wait!" he snapped.

fled as he extinguished the flames, seeing that he was no

however, and leapt effortlessly

his shirt, he slammed Crewcut heavily

more ghostfires over his palm and shot them

dodged everything, he chuckled. "Guess I

then reached out, grabbing another ghostfire and launching

in flames again... but this time, he

in agony, he screamed, "T-This

that question... But

waved, and the ghostfire changed and burned even hotter, leaving Crewcut rolling

talk!" he cried, having, no other choice. "It's the developer of this abandoned apartment project who hired me to kill those

his money, tormenting and killing

could not argue against

you would be letting

strode up, seizing Crewcut by the neck, while draining his

an eye, Crewcut felt enfeebled, as if all his

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