Chapter 1188

Seeing that the Blood Wolves were ready to run away, Frank moved to stop their leader, Terry 'Ted' Cotton, from doing the same.

He had to admit that he appreciated the man, especially since he had been overly dramatic with that punch earlier.

And yet, Ted quickly recognized from that single strike that he and his gang would never win against Frank, and he surrendered unconditionally.

That alone made him a decisive person.

"Trying to run? Well, too late." Frank returned Terry's threat word for word but soon smiled. "Anyway, this isn't everyone in your gang, is it?"

"What…?" Terry was sweating bullets at Frank's question—was he going to attack the Blood Wolves now?!

Still, he gulped and braced himself to answer. "You're right, sir. We're just a small cell of the Blood Wolves… there has been some disagreements in the gang, and I had no choice but to move here with my boys…"

"Disagreements? Really?" Frank moved closer, rubbing his chin.

Seeing that Frank was curious, Ted could not