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.

why would Crewcut not answer

brat in front of him had really

Gashface's face, the proprietors were laughing all at

we'd break just because you sent some witch doctor after us? Quit trying to fool yourself, because you're not bringing

are you

have the power to do

be more worried about not

you, you'd have no more leverage while a ton of responsibility to take up, and I

but he had to admit that Frank knew the rules

to

took the project off his hands, everything

sure talk big, but do you have the money?" He snorted at Frank. "I can tell, you know—you're

strode up. "Name a price and your

little lady! Don't talk

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