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...!"

man gritted his teeth and

before him could leave Shagan and even the nation shaking if he so

man stood

head back and called Jouri

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

Frank nodded.

Frank could not grant powers so that

meant Heracles could

powers hold potential for further development Drop by if you have the time for al full-body checkup, so we can check out

keep an eye out

"Don't worry!"

up, Frank saw Jada approaching from a

were others with her, all of them carrying duffel bags filled

Mr. Frankton,

She smiled. "Do you know

took me

just a start. You still have to assess the other losses,