Zorn then pulled Rory toward himself, grinning. “No one would ever come between the two of us.” “But… I’m worried.”
Rory frowned, glancing at the direction where Frank and Gene were. “Noel York worships Frank Lawrence. He’s not much of a looker, but I’ve been to his farm resort in Riverton. It’s really as amazing, and—” “That’s enough!”
Zorn’s expression became stern, but he assured her, “Since you hate him that much, I’ll just have to come up with a subtle plan to get rid of him. I’m Birthright rank, y’know-dealing with some brat couldn’t be easier!”
Rory beamed right then. “Alright, you promised!”
“Hehe, of course.” Zorn smiled. “As long as it makes you happy, I’d brave hell and high water-“
“Ahem!” Frank suddenly cleared his throat resoundingly.
“Huh?!” Zorn promptly turned in Frank’s direction, at once wary.
However, there was a wall between them, and Frank should be busy treating Gene, so Zorn was convinced that Frank could not hear him whispering with Rory.
In reality, Frank had heard everything-trying to hide it from him was impractical, especially since Frank could eavesdrop on Will Zeller in the washroom from a hundred meters away.
And now, they were all in the same presidential suite-they might as well have told Frank their dirty schemes directly.
He was certainly scowling when he heard that Zorn and Rory were ready to kill him, but he had no time for those pigs.
He was
the final phase of Gene’s
treatment, having forced the three Ringeaters into Gene’s lower.
abdomen with his pure vigor.
“Hup!”
Then, raising his fingers as if claws, he struck the squirming bulges that were the ring eaters.
Gene could feel as if something had screamed inside him just then!
“Phew…” Frank then sighed in relief.
Finding the precise location of the Ringeaters and killing them certainly took effort.
Then, he lifted Gene’s foot and struck
“highe
acupoints repeatedly,
stimulating the meridians connected to his stomach.
Soon, Gene’s face was contorting-but not from pain.
He could feel like he was going to take the dump of his lifetime!
vel toe
“The worms are killed.” Frank smiled at Gene just then, standing up. “You just have to clear them out
тала
now feel free to use the toilet
yourself.”
Gene was certainly relieved. Nodding gratefully at Frank, he made a dash toward the toilet, clutching his stomach.
And he moved at such speed one would almost forget he was just lying on an armchair, half-dead!
Rory just happened to see that and froze, “H-He’s cured…?!”
