RankNovelBojo shoved the thug aside and snorted. "Ain't no way that happened. The way I see it, it's you brats who can't even carry out simple orders!" Then, turning to his men, he barked, "Go! Beat up that man to a pulp, but stay away from that woman." Bojo was clearly knowledgeable enough to recognize that Whitney was the village chief.
Bees were small but they could sting-if Bojo really dared to hurt her, no one would be there for him.
Nonetheless, Frank strode in front of Whitney, shielding her while meeting Bojo's glare fearlessly. "So, you're the boss of these dicks? And who's your boss?" "Impressive, kid." Bojo snorted. "You're the first man I met who isn't scared despite being outnumbered. Well, if you want to know who my boss is... you might find out if you could reach me-alive." With that, he waved his hand, and his goons all charged at Frank.
Frank did not dodge, and his movement was nonchalant as he arrived in front of Bojo in the blink of an eye, the shockwave from his movement making a mess of Bojo's hairs.
"So? Can you tellnow?" Thud! Just as Frank finished, all the goons behind him collapsed on the ground in synchrony.
Bojo gulped, actually terrified just then.
The thugs were not kidding—this man was ridiculously strong! Frank seized Bojo by the neck just then, lifting him into the air with a single hand. "Talk!" "Bro, please!" Bojo cried. "Stop! You're still young... If you commit murder, you'll be in prison for the rest of your life!" Frank was left chuckling dryly. "Well, don't worry-I won't stoop to killing a loser like you. Now answer my question!" Bojo shook his head repeatedly. "Con, just letoff this one time... I had no choice! And I'd be dead if I gave you the name!" "That bad, huh?" Chapter 2056 1 Chapter 2056 2 "No! Don't follow him!" Whitney cried as she strode up to them. "Who knows what trap he's set in place!" Bojo quickly threw his hands up. "I'm not lying! Swear to god!" Chapter 2056 3 Whitney remained concerned. "Are you sure you can handle them? They're really ruthless..." Frank nodded and chuckled. "They're really no threat to me." He was not even worried about the best martial artists, let alone those thugs who stood no chance against martial artists. Still, Whitney sighed. "Just be careful!" Frank nodded and returned to Bojo, pointing at the old van. "You're driving. I'm sitting in the back!" "Sure, of course!" Bojo promptly scrambled to his feet and climbed into the driver's seat.
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