Chapter 653

Maron's eyes widened. "What?! The bastard's pure vigor is so firm!" Even before he could react, Frank danced like a dragon, moving so quickly that he was leaving afterimages behind him. He leapt into the ranks of the black-clad men and soon screams and smacking could be heard, while weapons and limbs were sent flying into the air. And the more Frank fought, the better he became. All the black-clad men were floored in five minutes, and Frank stood upon them. Punching the last one's face inside, Frank sent him flying and rolling to Maron's feet. With that, only Maron and Frank were left standing, with Frank glaring at Maron in disdain. "That's all you brought? A bunch of vigor wielding weaklings?" "Oh, I was not hoping for them to do anything to you…" Maron smiled. "They've bought enough time for me. See, I'm teaching you a lesson here, Frank Lawrence—might not make right. So what if you can hold yourself in a fight? You still need influence and connections." Laughing coolly, he