Gashface snorted. "Take a look in the mirror, brat. You think you have what it takes to bring him down?"

Frank pointed at the scars on the proprietors' foreheads. "See for yourself!"

Gashface turned to see them just then.

He was assured that they would be on the floor, kowtowing until they broke their skulls and died, but they were perfectly fine!

"No, that's impossible!"

Refusing to accept reality, Gashface promptly called Crewcut... but he did not answer, no matter how many times Gashface called!

Gashface had paid a deposit-logically speaking, Crewcut would come to see him

to get the rest once he accomplished his task.

Crewcut

brat in front of him had really defeated

on Gashface's face, the proprietors were

someone better-did you think that we'd break just because you sent some witch doctor after us? Quit trying to fool

are you

once indignant and wheeled on Frank. "Even if you have the power to do

be more worried about not

about how you broke your contractual agreement. If you insist I buy it from you, you'd have no more leverage while a ton of responsibility to take up, and I don't think the

to admit that Frank knew the rules of

nearing completion, and at this point, his best option was to finish it on his own. While it was a little cowardly, it

stepped out and took the project off his hands, everything he

snorted at Frank. "I can tell, you know—you're not from

up. "Name a price and your bank account number. We

yap around here, little lady! Don't talk like you're the real deal-you're both clearly

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