When Sidney arrived, he happened to see Frank moving a coffin with mud from the tomb.
His father and mother stood on the other side and looked gloomy.
Boom.
The almost a-thousand-pound wooden coffin fell on the ground and made a loud noise, which stirred up a lot of dust. Sidney opened his eyes wide, staring at Frank, who was calm as if he just did a normal thing.
Sidney knew Frank was great, but he couldn't think that Frank could actually lift the heavy wood coffin that could only be lifted by dozens of great men.
He was not a human!
At this time, he knew Frank was merciful to deal with them before. With such strength, even if Frank didn’t know any fighting skills, he could kill all of them.
"Are you really going to open it?"
Sidney was awakened by a negative voice before he came into his mind. Looking in the direction of the sound, Sidney stunned.
He never thought that his elegant father would have such a gloomy side.
He was...like crawling out of hell, exuding a chilling aura, as if he was about to choose someone to eat.
"The adult’s world..." Sidney murmured, hiding himself in the dark subconsciously. He didn't know why he did this, but if he didn't, it seemed that he would be in danger.
Well?
Frank glanced at Sidney. Before, he faintly felt that there was something wrong with Sidney. But it was a pity that the feeling only flashed and disappeared before he could catch it.
Such a thought flashed through his mind, Frank looked at Allen coldly, "Are you guilty?"
"I just remind you that you should think about the consequences of everything!" Allen stared at Frank with cold gaze. "There are too many things in this world that are not like what you think. Don't regret it in the future."
Frank sneered, "I have never regretted what I did!"
Including what happened eight years ago. Even if time went back, he would still do that, even if... after doing it, he would have nothing and almost lost his life. Allen's eyes flickered when he heard the words. He took a step back, and at the same time pulled Magen who wanted to say something.
His meaning was very clear. It was that he had done everything he could do, and he would not be responsible for Frank’s decision.
Frank’s mouth twitched. He always felt that Allen’s attitude was strange. However, he couldn’t figure out what was wrong. He put his hand on the coffin. As long as he lifted, he could open the coffin. Then with his knowledge and experience, he could find the truth easily.
Everything seemed to be under control.
"But... Why did I hesitate?"
Frank asked himself. The moment he put his hand on the coffin, he felt flustered.
Ability was not omnipotent. For nearly seven years in the underground world, the reason why Frank still alive was that besides his own omnipotence, his keen intuition had saved his life more than once.
But any time, even if it was a life and death crisis, he never felt so flustered as this time.
"Stop it." Allen looked at Frank with complicated eyes, "I can assume that nothing happened."
"If you assume that nothing happened, does it really mean that nothing happened?"
Frank grinned at Allen. And then he lifted the coffin board with his right hand. The nails on the coffin board burst out one by one in the squeaking sound, and then the entire coffin board was pulled up by Frank.
Allen sighed. He looked even more gloomy.
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