"Ian seems to have been pestering you recently. Do you think he can join the army?" Frank changed the subject and asked Custer.

"He has good physical training..." Custer replied.

"So, he is not suitable for being a soldier?" Frank understood what Custer meant.

"I don't know." Custer said.

"Don't know?" Frank was puzzled.

Caster is a veteran or retired from the elite special forces. How could he not tell whether a person is suitable for joining the army?

"Being able to perfectly complete military training is two different changes. Being a soldier... requires killing people. Whether the specific fit is appropriate can only be distinguished when he kills people." Custer said.

Custer rarely said so many things, he always spoke concisely and could basically not speak.

Frank also understood what Custer meant and stopped talking. The two of them played chess silently.

After the two talked, Frank obviously had something to do in his mind, and he didn't focus on playing chess, and he soon lost a game.

"Master, can you teach me how to play with the knife again..." Carl returned home and saw Custer's eyes lit up.

Not only Ian pestered Castle, but Carl also often pestered Castle.

Carl didn't know whose violent genes he inherited. Caster's cold and capableness attracted Carl, so he often pestered Caster.

Maybe he was annoyed by Carl, or maybe Carl was very similar to his absence son, so Custer taught something casually, which led to Carl calling the master now.

‘Lingling…’ Just as Frank watched Custer be entangled by Carl, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang.

"!!" He picked up his phone casually and glanced at the caller. After seeing who was calling, Frank's expression changed slightly.

Frank went upstairs and returned to his room before answering the phone.

"You are finally willing to contact me. Have you agreed to hand me the Blue Angel recipe..." Frank said.

I don’t know what the two of them talked on the phone. After only a few minutes, the phone hung up.

When Frank came out of the room, his brows frowned and his face was gloomy.

The next night, Frank seemed a little absent-minded, as if something was wrong, and hesitant from time to time.

Early the next morning, Frank got up early, then went to the car outside and knocked on the window.

"What's wrong?" The car window lowered, revealing Custer's face.

"You don't have to look at Jimmy anymore. Follow me during this period..." Frank said.

"Okay." Casti had no words to ask why.

Frank hired him for whatever he asked him to do.

"Where are we going?" Custer asked as he watched Frank get into the car.

"Go to the airport..." Frank said.

Custer drove to the airport with his feet on the accelerator.

When the children noticed that Frank was not at home, both Frank and Custer had already bought the ticket and boarded the plane.

"Where is Dad?" the children began to search for Frank.

You should know that Frank is in the late stage of cirrhosis and is in critical condition. He is in danger of life at any time. The children are always there for people to stay by Frank, for fear that something will happen to Frank.

But the children did not expect that this was fine, and Frank suddenly disappeared silently.

The children called Frank, but the phone prompted to turn off, which was obviously because Frank didn't want them to find.

Frank knew that if he told the children that if he wanted to go far, the children would definitely stop him.

Even if he insists on leaving, the children will find someone to accompany him, but what he wants to do is not suitable for the children to know.

So, Frank avoided everyone and sneaked away with Custer.

"It's okay, Custer is gone. He should have left with his father. Dad must have something urgent. With Custer, Dad will not be in trouble..."

Some children noticed that Frank hired Custer, who was looking at Jimmy, and disappeared with him.

After discovering this, the children's anxious and worried mood calmed down a little.

After spending time together, the children more or less understood Custer's temperament. Custer is a very steady and meticulous person. With him following his father, his father's safety can be guaranteed.

But this matter is not over. When Frank comes back, the children will definitely settle the score in the fall.

Frank also guessed what the children would do and what they would think, but there were some things he had to do, even if he was dragging his seriously ill body.

"Wake up..." Before boarding the plane, Frank, who had taken medicine to sleep well, didn't know how long he had slept, was gently pushed by Custer.

"Have you arrived at the place?" Frank took off his eye mask and opened his eyes.

"Yeah." Casti head.

Frank and Kester got off the plane and rented a car temporarily.

"I'm back..." After Frank landed, he called Walter, using a hidden secret phone.

Soon, Frank and Walter met.

This time, unlike the previous meeting, both of them were a little silent.

Last time, before the two parted, it was like a good brother who had parted in life and death, entrusted to their family. However, this time they met, they felt strange and estranged, and a sense of indescribable distance.

"What the hell is going on with Pinkman?" Frank asked, Walter did not say in detail on the phone.

"He was dumped, and all the money was taken away..." Walter glanced at Custer, who was standing behind Frank and seemed like a bodyguard, and said to Frank.

Walter didn't say much, and he just said nothing about what he did.

It was just said that he deliberately created a situation where the landlord's daughter, Peakman, took drugs. When Pinkman was unconscious because of the drug, the landlord's daughter took all the money and ran away.

A very typical outcome is that you will lose both your money when you meet a scumbag girl.

But Frank felt that there was something wrong with it because it was a bit unreasonable.

"Take me to see Pinkman first." Frank did not immediately express his doubts, but Walter said.

When I went to rent a house, I saw garbage everywhere in the house, cigarette butts and pizza boxes all over the floor, cockroaches crawling everywhere, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of various flavors.

The thin Pinkman was lying on the bed, his eyes were distracted, and there was a needle tube next to him.

"Farke!" Looking at Pinkman's appearance, Frank couldn't help but curse. He was in a very bad mood, but he felt a little gloating and revenge in his heart.

This emotion is "Frank". Although the cirrhosis is serious, Frank's resistance to "Frank" assimilation has not stopped.

"Frank" is a vengeance, and, with some iron-clad character in money, as long as the money is entered into his wallet, no matter who it is, in his opinion, it is his money.
Chapter completed!