The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Taking the cleaver from Frank, the middle-aged man stared at it, speechless.

Compared to normal folk, he was a big deal, even if he did not measure up to Frank and the thirteen.

So how did this happen to him?

"I've done nothing wrong..." he blurted. "It's just a job. How is that a crime?"

Frank had his back to the middle-aged man as he growled coolly, "Don't try to shift the goalposts. There's nothing wrong with working for money, but killing for a job is a crime.

"Not only are there plenty of opportunities, but you could make a living from your strength just with construction work or even delivery. Even in the past, people with your strength wouldn't murder innocents, no matter how poor they were.

"In the end, you're not doing it to live-it's to satisfy your personal desire!"

The middle-aged man bellowed furiously, "No, this isn't fair! Why do you get to judge everything?"

Frank nodded. "You can be dissatisfied-if you can beat me, that is!"

"You...!"

middle-aged man

before him could leave Shagan and even the

ordinary man like the middle-aged man stood no chance

back and called

and the same? Well, I think the powers he bestowed to

Frank nodded.

powerful than Frank expected, and Frank could not grant powers so that someone else could conjure the colossal giant he

Heracles could well

by if you have the time for al full-body checkup, so we can check

Do remember to keep an

"Don't worry!"

hung up, Frank saw Jada approaching

others with her, all of them carrying duffel

Mr. Frankton,

smiled.

me to gather

just a start. You still have to