Chapter 1172

At that very moment, everyone was convinced that Frank was defeated and bleeding like a pig, until a frail cough could be heard amid the settling dust. "Guh… Run, Vin…" "What?!" Vin's eyes widened even as he crouched on one knee, clutching the stump that was his wrist. Did he just hear his own brother telling him to run? What was going on there?! In just a couple of seconds, the dust completely settled and Vin finally saw what had happened: Frank was still quietly holding out his arm, with which he punched Mos through the chest! In fact, Mos' corpse simply dangled over Frank's wrist, his hands and head hanging limply as he breathed his last. "What?!" Vin paled—his brother was killed by such a simple punch?! "Huh?!" Peter was stunned too. He knew Frank was a martial artist, and he had been told by others that he was strong despite having left Riverton for a while. That was why he warned Larry, who heeded his warning and spent a fortune hiring the Hansen brothers of Zamri, who w