The Dragon King is released from prison

Qi Tian sat in front of Frank and looked at him with a smile: "General Frank, do you really not remember me?"

Frank deliberately looked thoughtful, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, look at my brain, Qi, you used to be my most distinguished guest! I'm sorry that I didn't reach a cooperation with you. I still remember the remarks you made, which shocked me."

Qi Tian smiled and said, "Everyone has different ideas, but right now, General Frank, I think the church is developing well."

Frank's pupils shrank slightly. He glanced out the window and could see the dilapidated church campus in the distance.

Frank retracted his gaze, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth: "Qi, you surprised me. In the Free City, no one dares to do such a thing. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Qi Tian picked up the red wine on the table, smelled it first, then picked up the glass from the side and poured himself a glass, tasting it bit by bit without saying a word.

Frank spoke again: "Indeed, I admit that you have enough strength, Qi. You appear in front of me. Even if I want to kill you, I don't have the ability to do so. But what about your church? And your spokesperson, Mr. Priest, they are not as powerful as you."

Facing the threat in Frank's words, Qi Tian nodded in approval: "General Frank, I have to admit that you are right. The priest does not have the strength like me, but similarly, you do not have the strength like me, right?"

Frank was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Qi! You are really a joker. I can put a gun to the head of your priest and make him kneel down and beg for mercy, but I'm afraid he will never have the chance to do that to me in his life. Look over there, there are indeed a lot of people, but how many of them are really capable fighters?"

"I admit that these people have the courage to fight, but they don't have the weapons to do so."

"Which is more important, courage or weapons? Perhaps I don't need to say more, right?"

Qi Tian shook his head: "I don't agree."

Frank narrowed his eyes. "Qi, do you think courage is more important than weapons? Yes, a miracle did happen in Yanxia decades ago, but that kind of miracle only happens once in the world. That priest and his church members don't have the ability to create miracles."

"That's not it." Qi Tian explained, "I mean, I don't agree with you that they don't have weapons."

Frank was stunned again: "Qi, you don't think they can have enough firepower? Or, as the boss behind the scenes, do you have the ability to transport weapons here?"

"Excuse me, Qi, if you really have this ability, the Liberty City would be yours now."

Qi Tian spread his hands and shrugged: "What else? Frank, what do you think I'm doing? I'm making Liberty City my own."

"Qi, I remember I told you." Frank's eyes became sharp, "There are many powerful people in this world! You are just one of them! Moreover, there have always been many people who covet the Free City. You are still just one of them. The church, haha, a group of rabble gathered together, can it be called a force?"

"In Free City, the ruler has never changed, it's us!"

"Do you see that building? It towers high in Liberty City. I'm at the top, overlooking everything in Liberty City. From any angle in Liberty City, people can look up at me!"

"That is an unattainable existence!"

Frank looked proudly upward at the building a few blocks away.

In this city where there are no tall buildings, Frank's building is particularly eye-catching.

Frank is proud. He is the undisputed king here, and the building is the symbol of his identity.

As Frank looked over, a firework suddenly bloomed on the building, reflecting a different color in Frank's pupils!

Frank's face changed drastically, because those were not real fireworks, but just the splendor produced after the explosion.

"boom!"

The explosion sounded suddenly, like thunder out of nowhere.

The Frankish soldiers raised their guns and pointed them at Qi Tian without any hesitation.

The next second, the soldier lay down with a bloody mark on his neck.

The Qitian knife was returned to Frank.

The knife was originally in Frank's hand. Frank himself didn't know when it got into Qi Tian's hands, and he also killed his own men.

"General Frank, don't be anxious, the show has just begun." Qi Tian wiped his hands.

Frank finally came back to his senses, his breathing a little rapid: "What did you do!?"

That building was a symbol of Frank's power and status, but now it was being bombarded!

The most important thing is that the explosion occurred on the top floor of the building, and as a brutal warlord, Frank knew very well what could cause such an explosion.

Rocket launcher!

The shoulder-mounted type is a great weapon for killing on the battlefield!

Frank is no stranger to this kind of thing, as it is present in his army!

But, how could the church have it?

Those few guns were what Frank believed to be the church's only weapons, but now, how did the church come up with rocket launchers!

If it was just a rocket launcher, it wouldn't make Frank panic.

But Frank understood one thing: when you find a cockroach in your home, it means that there are so many cockroaches in your home that they have spread to every corner!

The church took out rocket launchers, which means they have more than just rocket launchers in their hands!

Frank's body was shaking. This was definitely beyond his expectations!

Qi Tian smiled: "Didn't I just say that? General Frank, I regret your original choice, but it doesn't matter, you can still witness the whole process."

Frank held the dinner knife in one hand and placed the other hand under the table. Within two seconds, he could take out the pistol hidden at his waist, aim at the person in front of him and pull the trigger.

But Frank didn't dare!

Frank still remembers the scene in his office last time.

Outside the restaurant, there were constant roars and Frank's building was covered in fire.

At first glance, the building seems to be out of the same style as the surrounding bungalows.

The steak in front of Frank was still warm. The price of this steak was equivalent to the living expenses of a family in the Liberty City for a year. Even the lives of that family were not as important to Frank as this steak.

Frank was praying in his heart that his men could launch a beautiful counterattack.

"They are just a bunch of poor people. There are no warriors among them. They are just a mob!"

Frank roared in his heart.