After Mr. Creston handed Frank his phone, Frank nodded. "Good, at least you're cooperating. So you can do it yourself!"

Mr. Creston was left befuddled-what the hell?! He was already being so cooperative, and the brat still wanted him dead?!

"Friend, a gentleman is as good as his word," he said. "People would laugh at you."

"Laugh at me?"

Frank chuckled coolly. "Who would dare laugh at me? Also, I think it might happen if I don't wipe out people like you."

"What...!"

As Mr. Creston realized from Frank's calm tone that he was not letting him off the hook, he ran without hesitation.

But to Frank, he was slower than a tortoise and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Frank then whipped out Mr. Creston's phone and called the number in it.

answered

greeted him as if they were old friends. "Reverend

too. "Who doesn't like a handsome face? Here, I'll send you

headed over to the address that

beggar dressed in rags, standing in front of a

pointed at the piece of cardboard she was holding, which read: Read your

sighed and took a bagel, holding it out to

just putting up an act,

it was an act, at least he had a laugh

away and snapped, "What,

could be kind, he was

would not insist that the beggar take his bagel, even

the beggar stood akimbo and was fearless. "Hit me if you dare, or

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