Chapter 343

Quentin was left staring at the Flying Sword Sect apprentices scattered around the floor, groaning and howling in pain.

He gulped, and his legs were trembling–they were going to need Kuno here!

That was when Frank slowly made his way toward Quentin, who quickly said, “Please, Mr. Lawrence–

I’m just the negotiator, I’m not even a member of the–Oof!”

Frank had kicked him in the face even before he could finish, knocking him out.

Frank then whipped out his phone to call Trevor.

“Yes, Mr. Lawrence?” Trevor answered instantly without hesitation, since he was already waiting.

“Send your men to Winter’s home,” Frank said shortly. “Flying Sword Sect has her.”

“What?!” Trevor exclaimed in shock and quickly nodded. “Don’t worry, sir! My men and I will be there soon!”

Frank hung up and turned to Fred. “Are you coming?”

“Yeah,” Fred said as he wobbled toward Frank–it was only natural, since he was worried about his family.

Frank nodded and brought Fred to his car, then sped straight to Winter’s home.

The entire street in front of Carol Zims‘ snackbar was cleared.

Flying Sword Sect apprentices stood outside, watching the entire street, each of them armed. Naturally, no one else could be seen along the usually bustling street.

Galen himself was seated on a chair in the snackbar, while Carol and Winter stood by the wall, huddled together.

Neither woman knew who he was, but they knew he was here for Fred.

Carol certainly regretted not stopping Fred when she saw him clearly burdened in his mind. “Excuse me sir. What did my brother do?” Winter asked softly just then.

Galen leveled a cool glare at her. “He killed my men and held my son hostage. I’m holding you hostage in exchange for my son.”

One must admit that Galen had the right idea–instead of going to save his son, he seized Fred’s family instead to force Fred on the backfoot.

It was a pity he did not include Frank in his calculations…

Nonetheless, Carol was shocked.

She knew full well how much of a coward her own son was, and Galen was saying that Fred killed someone?!

“Sir… I think you have it wrong,” she said in disbelief. “My son is a law–abiding citizen.

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There’s no way he would do something like that…”

Galen snorted coldly. “My people were very clear–he killed Brock Summer, and you best pray that my son is fine… or you’ll die with him!”

Carol and Winter trembled in fear–was Brock not Fred’s boss? Did he not always take good care of Fred?

How did this happen?

Carol had no idea what was happening and only wanted to see her son soon to ask what had happened…

That was when a Flying Sword Sect apprentice rushed in. “Mr. Yaffe, this gang just showed up -their boss is calling himself Trevor Zurich, saying he wants to see you.”

Galen was left taken aback.

He had heard of Trevor, who was involved in international commerce.

What was he doing at a place like this?

“How many men did he bring?” Galen quickly asked.

“Plenty. They might actually be the same numbers as us…