Chapter 154

Vicky gaped, her face paling since she did not expect Frank to chug all five grams of the Heartblazer!

Beside her, Yara was left speechless!

Susan was folding her arms before her chest, shaking her head as she snorted–the man was really mentally challenged!

Even Paul was shocked that Frank was so reckless. “Y–You just killed yourself! I could treat you if it was just five grams, but you drank the entire bottle! You’re beyond saving.”

Neil laughed. “Haha! You’ve really done it–no one can save you now!”

Vicky promptly turned toward her servants. “Call Mr. Zimmer. Hurry!‘

Frank raised a palm, stopping her. “Save it–it’s merely a neurotoxin. I can heal myself soon enough.”

“Stop joking around, Frank!” Vicky cried, frowning.

“Do I look like I’m joking?” Frank replied sternly. “Just keep your distance.”

With that, he assumed a meditative pose, directing his vigor to push out the Snowshade already in his body.

He would fight poison with poison!

“What is he doing?” Neil quickly asked.

Paul was completely confused, having not the faintest idea.

Just then, a sheet of vapor swirled around Frank, while his face seemed to turn purple as the Snowshade and Heartblazer collided in his body.

He simply waited until both poisons were done canceling each other out and directed his vigor to excrete everything that was left!

It was over before long, and Frank stopped pushing his vigor since he had made a full recovery.

As he slowly rose to his feet, Vicky studied him from head to toe, asking tentatively, “Frank… Are you alright?”

“I told you the poison wouldn’t work with me,” Frank said calmly.

“W–What the hell happened?!” Neil’s face contorted so terribly, as if he could die seeing Frank unscathed!

He wheeled on Paul, who was gaping too. “I–I don’t know…”

He certainly did not—he had spent twenty years perfecting the Heartblazer, improving it gradually over time.

How on earth did it turn out to be completely ineffective?!

Frank leveled a sharp look at Neil right then. “I believe it’s my turn, Mr. Turnbull.”

Neil was actually afraid to look him in the eye and stammered, “Fine! Let’s see what you’ve got!”

Frank shook his head–he would be begging soon enough.

Taking out a bottle, “This is my poison. Please drink it.”

Neil took the bottle with trembling fingers–the liquid inside was yellow and had a rather strange scent…

Frank grabbed his wrist right then. “Stop looking and drink.”

“What…” Neil gritted his teeth, but drank the bottle. “It’s up to you now, Mr. Keaton.”

Paul nodded and placed his hand on Neil’s wrist to feel his pulse, wary for whatever was going to come.

Neil soon felt an aching from his belly, with a chill unfurling from inside out.

“Argh!!!” He cried endlessly as he collapsed to the floor. “Mr. Keaton… Help me! Quick!”