Chapter 1274
#126 BONUS
Rio’s head was buzzing. He could not believe that his Sever Talled Centipede had failed.
Andrew raised his foot and slammed it into Rio’s chest. With a splatter, a large gush of blood burst from Rio’s mouth as he flew back a few yards, crashing hard into a flower bed.
This impact finally knocked some sense into him. As he struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes bulged with
rage.
“Andrew, this isn’t over, Just you wait…” Rio let out a miserable scream through his blood–filled mouth.
He never imagined his usually foolproof poison attacks would fail. Even more unbelievable was that he, Mosby’s senior apprentice–skilled in both medicine and martial arts–had been reduced to such a severely injured state. The tearing pain of his face and the burning sensation in his chest with every slight breath made Río realize how badly he was hurt. These injuries might even leave him with permanent damage.
With this thought, his murderous intent toward Andrew expanded endlessly. He secretly swore that after escaping and healing his wounds, he would not care about the Keller family anymore–he would personally tear Andrew to pieces.
“Thinking of leaving? You’ll have to get past me first,” Andrew uttered coldly as he watched Rio turn to flee.
His speed suddenly increased as he fired another golden needle, aiming directly at the back of Rio’s head. Rio’s fleeing body came to an abrupt halt as a vicious grin spread across his face. He laughed and said, “Kid, you fell for it! Now, die!”
He grabbed his shirt with both hands and violently tore it apart. Immediately, dozens of poisonous snakes, centipedes, and scorpions that had been hidden inside his clothes swarmed toward Andrew in a dense, crawling
mass.
So, he deliberately pretended to escape, intending to lure Andrew into pursuit. Once the distance closed, he would suddenly stop and counter–attack.
‘With so many venomous creatures, even if you were immortal or indestructible, you’d still die from festering wounds…‘ Rio thought smugly.
To his astonishment, he watched wide–eyed as Andrew passed through the swarm of poisonous creatures, leaving a trail of dead bodies on the ground.
Andrew himself was completely unharmed, without a single visible wound on his body. Before long, the distance between them was just a few inches.
Rio could not believe his eyes, as if seeing a ghost. “How is this… possible?”
Andrew replied casually, “I forgot to tell you–since birth, I’ve been immune to all poisons.”
The fear and terror on Rio’s face instantly froze. Andrew raised his hand and drove a golden needle directly into the center of Rio’s forehead.
How loyal–Mosby’s senior apprentice volunteering to test Hell’s hospitality first.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, eyes wide open as if the soul had been scared out of it, Andrew’s face showed nothing but disgust. He took out his phone, planning to call Chantelle to clean up the mess.
“Andrew, what now?” Chantelle asked over the phone. “I told you before, if you’re calling me again to back you up, I refuse!”
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Chantelle was at her wit’s end. Since meeting Andrew, she had had nothing but headaches, Every other day, he was causing trouble, and he always picked fights with powerful figures and dangerous characters.
Chantelle was convinced this inat must be a walking disaster.
Andrew calmly replied, “I don’t need you to back me up. I just need you to come collect a body.”
“What body?” Chantelle asked.
Andrew said, “Mosby’s senior apprentice, an ugly, long–haired ghoul who looked about as handsome as a bulldog. He’s already dead at The Sovereign Residences‘ entrance. Figure something out. If it’s not handled, this might make the news tomorrow!”
With that, Andrew hung up. Then, he walked back to where he was before, bent down to pick up his bag with the still–warm barbecue inside. With a grin, he strolled leisurely into The Sovereign Residences.
The two martial artists guarding the entrance looked deathly pale as they both saluted him. “Good evening, Mr. Lloyd!”
Andrew smiled. “Thank you for your hard work!”
The two guards shouted in unison, “At your service, sir!”
Andrew chuckled. “Come on, you two. Did you forget your lines or walk onto the wrong movie set? I’m not some government official—I’m just a law–abiding, ordinary citizen!”
The faces of the two guards twitched violently. After all, he had just killed someone minutes ago. Yet, he called himself an ordinary citizen.
Both guards thought the same thing: Andrew might not be a government official, but he was far more terrifying than any official could ever be.
