
The shadow was getting closer, until finally Zavier could see clearly who the people were.
Zaviera and Andrew.
Zavier was wide-eyed when he saw that among all of Franklin's men standing at the back, Andrew and Zaviera had fainted and were being carried by two men.
That made Zavier stare intently at Franklin. *Even though Aron and himself have given up this time-given up temporarily-, but why also********** that is still not satisfied and arrest Andrew again?
Shit, then, where is Shella now if only Andrew had been arrested*?
"What are you doing with them?" zavier asked and glanced at Zaviera and Andrew.
Geez... If only he had not been chained at this time, Zavier was sure that Franklin's face would have been smashed.
You son of a bitch!
Franklin only looked at him with a calm gaze, seemingly unwilling to answer Zavier's unqualified question.
Hey, so arrogant this idiot!
Suddenly, a chain clattering sound was heard, and it came from one of Franklin's men. The sturdy man appeared to be carrying several chains and then made Zavier growl when he realized something.
"You said it was just us, damn it! Why did Andrew and Zaviera get into this?" snapped Zavier while trying to rebel asking to break away.
Franklin turned his head with both eyebrows raised upwards. He grinned, before looking pityfully at Zavier's burly hand that had been flushed from the iron chain. "You're hurting yourself" he said in a contrived tone without trying to answer Zavier's question.
"******** fucking!" aron was silent at the interaction between Zavier and Franklin. In fact, he was currently trying to refrain from breaking this chain and immediately lunged towards Franklin. If only this chain wasn't made of iron, Aron was sure that he could be freed in an instant.
Hearing that, Franklin finally turned to her. But, after that, he turned his head back towards Zavier. "You know, I actually like Andrew from his side of the job, but given that he's a traitor, so I'm gonna have to give a tough penalty, right?"
Not yet Zavier said, Franklin back to voice. "Actually, I was suspicious of Andrew who had just been working as my man for a month. And as it turns out, my suspicions were right when I found out his entire bio and who he'd met in the past week."
Zavier swears violently in the heart. Franklin knew what he was planning.
"If it's not wrong, he just met Jason yesterday, right? Or am I wrong?" franklin asked in a proud tone, as if he had just discovered something valuable.
Shit, he should have asked his father for help if things ended badly like this.
He had no idea that Franklin could be so astute in the face of his opponent. So, what can he do now? Facing a man who has been very experienced in these 50 years, or giving up just like that?
A Zavier surrender? Tsk...
Zavier could not deny if Franklin was very good at this, because in fact, the man had certainly saved a lot of experience like this. He was just a man who entered the mafia when he was 20 years old.
*Who will win compared to a man who only entered the mafia world for 9 years, with a man who has experience because it has been 30 years in the mafia world?
Of course it's been 30 years, like this Franklin example.
But, no. Zavier still hasn't given up even if the chance is just a little*.
"God, ********. I just found out that you only dare to face people who are already bound like this. How can you get that title if you're weak like this?" zavier said with a mocking smile.
Franklin, who had been connecting the chain to Andrew's wrist, seemed to immediately stop his activities because of Zavier's speech. "Are you not weaker?" he turned his body to face Zavier.
"You gave up like this because you were enslaved by your affection. And I'm different, because I don't have anyone I've ever pitied in my entire life" Franklin added.
Okay, the guy just admitted that he was lonely without him noticing.
The corner of Zavier's lips was pulled slightly upwards. "And that's your weakness. You yourself just admitted that you have absolutely no one to love you in your entire life."
Franklin told his men to stop doing the iron tides. "What do you know about my life?"
"You are a person who thirsts for love. You're lonely and you know that."
"I don't need that." Franklin's calm tone began to be tucked in a furious tone, making Zavier cheer a little in the heart because Franklin's emotions had been lured so far.
"You need people to accompany your life" said Zavier.
"No."
"You're weak and no one feels sorry for you."
"Shut up!" Franklin started yelling at Zavier, but the person being yelled at just smiled sweetly.
"All this violence is just you doing to cover up all your loneliness"
Zavier's words immediately turned into a sick moan when Franklin walked quickly towards him and kicked his stomach in one powerful jolt.