NovelBookThe gym trainers traded glances-who was that kid? Those chaperones had quickly subdued the madwoman without getting hurt, and that madwoman had been giving the gym trainers a beat down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven if that was not necessarily how things would turn out in a deadly fight, it was all pointless against that lanky, handsman. It was also definitely amusing how he slapped down each one of them! Frank smirked at them. "What else do you have to say now?" The madwoman's chaperones laughed in turn. "Don't you know who you're messing with?! I'll give it to you straight-White Tiger Hall will make sure you're resting in pieces!" "Oh, wow." Frank snickered. "What year is it that people are suddenly using such tacky names? Your chief really has no taste." "How dare you insult White Tiger Hall!" The members of White Tiger Hall snapped at Frank but were afraid of actually attacking him.
Seeing that, Frank snorted. "Now, apologize to these people, and pay two hundred grand in medical fees!" "Two hundred grand?! That's just extortion!" the members of White Tiger Hall snapped indignantly.
The gym trainers might be hurt, but their injuries were almost superficial-was there a need to spend so much on them? "What, you can't even afford two hundred grand?" Frank shrugged. "Wasn't your outfit supposed to be a big deal? Behind him, the gym trainers roared with laughter-this kid was amazing! Not only did he defeat the members of White Tiger Hall in a fight, but he could beat them in an argument too.
On top of that, none of the members of White Tiger Hall would dare to mess with him! "Fine! You're good, kid-we lost this one! But remember... What comes around goes around. We will kill you dead sooner or later." Frank laughed. "Are any of you named Fenton?" The members of White Tiger Hall were perplexed. "No, why?" "Then why are you barking like a dog? Why would I be worried that you'd cafter me?" The members of White Tiger Hall ignored that, wired the money, and quickly left with the madwoman.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe gym trainers flocked around him. "Thanks, kid! We'd be dead if not for you.' || "It's only natural to help in the face of injustice. It's nothing," he nodded, and turned to leave.
Jada had been waiting in the other private room for a while and poured Frank ka full glass when he returned. "Congratulations on your triumphant return back, sir! Let's applaud him!" Everyone clapped thunderously, clearly eager to play along with Jada.
Frank gestured for them to stop and raised his brow at Jada. "Didn't you graduate from college? That's spoor grammar. Remember-you don't have to add back behind the return." Jada shrugged. "Times change, and so does language, no?" Frank did not agree. "Who knows who'd be listening. It won't do if people laughed at us." Jada sighed. "You're the only one who can talk tolike this. If anyone else did the same, I'd—" "You'd what?" "Nothing!" Jada ultimately respected Frank and passed him a drink without another word.
Frank chugged it without saying anything else either.
Soon, the feast was over, and everyone headed home.
Frank, Jada, and Laura took a taxi, but Laura was a little drunk, rubbing her head as she mumbled, "I've always despised alcoholics... But cto think of it, anyone should drink up in the right company!"
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