The Pinnacle Of Life

Alex glanced at Frank twice, and immediately knew why this guy dared to blatantly rush over to Hell’s Angels

to cause a fuss. It was because the parasitic disease planted in his body had gone. ‘Did something happen to the parasite, or has it been taken out by someone?’ He felt a bit strange. However, he didn’t bother to think too much about it. Oh the contrary, he felt that Frank coming here to cause

a fuss was good timing, as he could take advantage of his strength to fight against the others.

After that, he saw a pudgy man in his fifties with a height of less than 5.3 feet walked in behind Frank. His

eyes shifted a little as he felt an approaching danger. At the same time, the old man seemed to notice his gaze. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Alex’s direction. When their eyes met, as though there was some electricity intertwined in the air between them. ‘A Cultivation Guru!’ Alex confirmed the old man’s identity immediately and thought, ‘No wonder Frank is

being so bold and there were no signs of nervousness or fear when he saw me.

So, it turned out that he has

found a good patron.’ At this time, Jerry curved his mouth as he pointed at Frank and yelled, “Who the hell are you? How dare you

come to Hell’s Angels and cause trouble? And you even want to be the CEO of Thousand Miles

give you a face like

‘death’?!”

looked at

are all of you looking at me so strangely? Could it be that you

asked. It turned out that Jerry really didn’t know who Frank Accardo was. It was because he didn’t really have a sense of existence in Thousand Miles Conglomerate in the beginning, and he only held some

person. Frank

to landed on Frank’s shoes. “Motherf*cker, then let me teach you those words. Denis, kill this idiot.” Jerry instructed. In the next second, Denis immediately rushed towards Frank and landed a punch on

hide. However, the pudgy man suddenly made a

from his arm, falling to the ground. Even the bones had been cut clean. “Ahhh!” Denis couldn’t believe it as he cried out in pain. Blood poured out of his wound like a river. Meanwhile, the pudgy man had already kept his

“Big Bro, Big Bro, are

onto the other man firmly and tightly. Perhaps the others couldn’t see what had happened just now, but as the

old man. He was definitely a steel plate. If

only hurt himself.

The two of them were

of his own brother being sliced off, how couldn’t