Chapter 2883

"What…" Even if she knew that there was no hope now, Lucy could not help showing despair again when she saw the thugs congesting Mr. Moore's office and the hallway. Forget Mr. Moore—even each of the Ghostwatchers were heads and shoulders taller than Frank, and their muscles were almost bulging to freakish proportions. They could probably break an oak tree trunk with their bare hands, let alone a normal person's leg. And seeing that all the Ghostwatchers were here, Mr. Moore laughed coolly. "Brat! Go down on your knees and beg, and I just might let you die painlessly!" "No, I'll pass—I'm in a rush." Frank remained unaffected, let alone scared by The Ghosters' laughter. If anything, he still retained that unfathomable composure, which left Mr. Moore gritting his teeth. "Kill him!" he bellowed and waved his hand, unable to stop his rage just then. The Ghostwatchers laughed viciously as they charged at Frank, one of them even dissing, "Just look at those scrawny limbs, brat. I'll s