Chapter 984
Frank coincidentally happened to be at the same hospital.
Noticing the bloody mess that was Nash, he barged into the operating room to save Nash, chasing out all the other doctors.
There was no telling what punishment Nash would have been subjected to if not for Frank, but he was still a bloody mess-all his nails were torn off, and every bone was broken.
Frank could not help feeling regret and rage-Nash looked a decade older now!
If only he did not send Nash to Sorano Estate!
“Willy Sorano!”
Once Frank had the name of the culprit after Nash told him everything, he called Loggins Apothecary to transfer Nash over for better care.
Then, he strode out of the operating room, standing off against Ghent Loeb and the many Sorano bodyguards he brought.
Already furious, Frank was not polite at all, though he remained calm. “Get the fuck out of here, and I’ll let you live. Refuse, and you will die.” “Bastard…” Ghent actually felt a small pang of panic from the death aura spilling from Frank and frowned.
“You barged into Sorano property and hurt our security guards, and you’re telling us to leave when we haven’t punished you?”
“Who do you think you are?!”
The bodyguards with Ghent all laughed.
Frank slowly clenched his fist and rasped quietly, “Final warning.”
“Come on, do your worst!”
“There’s so many of us! You think we can’t take you?”
“Why bother? Just take him down and break all his bones, one by one!”
Seeing that the bodyguards were already talking about what they were going to do to him, especially the part about breaking his bones, Frank decided that he had enough right then.
He remembered how Nash looked on the operating table, and it fueled his murderous intent even more!
“Alright, you asked for it,” he calmly said and disappeared.
“Wha-”
Ghent could not even exclaim ‘what’ in time when Frank reappeared in front of the bodyguards, grabbing his arm even before he could react.
“You said you were going to break my bones, huh?” he asked softly.
The bodyguard was left gaping in panic as he stared into Frank’s placid eyes, unable to breathe a word.
“Don’t you dare-”
Before Ghent could even finish his threat, Frank had sent a burst of his pure vigor into the bodyguard’s nerves. “Break.”
Crack!
Then, as soon as Frank breathed the word, the bodyguard could hear every bone in his bone shattering!
“Argh!!!” The bodyguard could not feel anything aside from pain and collapsed on the floor in a puddle, only able to scream.
Blood seeped out of his pores, and the rest of him was a gruesome mush-there was no way he would live. “What? How…”
Frank’s decisive, horrific move left the other Sorano bodyguards panicking.
None of them wanted to die, and they promptly distanced themselves from Frank to avoid any oncoming blows.
