Andrius grunted. He pulled the silver needle out and relieved the worker of his burning pain. However, the worker quickly realized he lost control of his body. In a few short seconds, he felt weak and lost control of his bowel muscles. When he regained his senses, he said in fear, “Wayman Hanshu sent me to sabotage the Valiant Institute project! And also kill Luna Crestfall if I had the chance!” The worker was scared. He dared not hold anything back against Andrius anymore and decided to be honest. The Hanshus! Andrius was furious. He was not bothered by the Hanshus at first because he did not want to exacerbate things to the point that it might cause panic. Now, the Hanshus had taken the life of several discharged veterans. If he had been one second later, Luna might have died on the spot as well. Andrius was enraged by their dirty act. “A-Andrius Moonshade…” the worker said feebly. He looked at Andrius and said, “I have told you what I know. Now, can you spare me?”
However Luna remained worried. She urged Greg to perform a thorough inspection of the remaining machines. As for herself, her face was pale, and she had not recovered from the shock. She was still staring at the metal frame with a blank look. If it was not for Andrius, she would have met her maker. For a moment there, the complicated feelings drowned her. Then, Andrius came back. “Where’s that person?” Luna asked when she noticed he came back empty-handed. Andrius simply came up with an excuse, “He fell off the cliff when I was chasing him. I guess he’s dead.” “Then… Did you find out who sent him?” Luna asked without suspecting him. Andrius said honestly, “It’s the Hanshus. Wayman Hanshu sent him here to sabotage the Valiant Institute project, and possibly, you.” Luna’s face turned paler. Escaping death in the nick of time shocked her, and she had a hard time calming her thoughts. “Wayman Hanshu, Solomon Stormbrew, they teamed up to target us! What a bunch of jerks!
The Royal Dragon was an extremely lavishing and grand six-star hotel. Inside the VIP room, Wayman had prepared a feast to celebrate the death of Luna and the sabotage of the Valiant Institute project. He was waiting for his man, nicknamed Yellow Hat, to come back with the great news. To his surprise, it was way past the promised time, but Yellow Hat had still not come back with any news. Knock, knock. Wayman’s fingers tapped on the table anxiously. He pulled his phone out for the fifth time and called Yellow Hat. Toot…The call went through but no one answered. A bad feeling rose from Wayman’s heart. Had the plan gone south? It should not have! Yellow Hat was powerful enough to deal with Andrius. “You don’t need to wait for him. He’s on his way to his next life already.” It was then that a frosty voice echoed across the spacious VIP room. Shocked, Wayman looked toward the source of the voice. Andrius came in through the main entrance with a somber look. His k
King Kong grinned, showing off his rotten and yellowish teeth. Each tooth was the size of a man’s thumb, which was terrifying. Then, he cracked his fists. What he was about to do to Andrius was self-explanatory. Andrius did not say a word. He curled his lips and taunted King Kong with his finger. “Raaaawr!” Infuriated, King Kong roared and dashed toward Andrius. Each step he took shook the entire floor. With just three steps, he shortened the distance between him and Andrius. He raised his hand and threw a punch at Andrius. His fist alone was bigger than Andrius’ head. “Hmph!” Wayman picked up his glass of wine and finished it to the last drop. He knew that things would soon turn gory.The punch from King Kong could break Andrius’ skull, causing his brains to splatter. There was no way he could survive this deadly blow. However… Swoosh! Andrius threw a punch at King Kong as well. He launched his punch a few milliseconds later, but his blow landed first. A powerfu
On the same day, Simon retrieved Wayman’s body and set up a funeral at the most prominent spot of the Hanshus’ estate. Many influential figures arrived at the Hanshus’ to pay their respects. “Old Master Hanshu, my condolences.” “My condolences, Old Master Hanshu.” Simon entered the funeral hall with a company of elite figures, but there were no emotions on his face. Although he looked at the elite figures and listened to their seemingly kind words, he did not respond to any of them. They were just trying to seize the opportunity to get closer to the Hanshus, seeing if there was a chance that they could gain more profit. “Old Master Hanshu…” Then, a truly influential figure arrived. It was the richest man in Sumeria, Old Master Henderson, also known as Anthony Henderson. He arrived at the funeral with his granddaughter, Suletta. “Anthony Henderson!” Simon finally showed anger on his face. He got up on his feet and strode over to Anthony. With a frosty look, he said
If it was not for Andrius, she would have already been dead. “Forget it. I’ll let him off the hook this time,” Luna said to Danni. Danni nodded and left the office. On second thought, Luna decided to call Andrius to find out what was going on. Toot…The call connected but no one picked up. Luna called him a few times but still did not get an answer. She was annoyed. “That guy… I called him but he isn’t picking up. Where is he? What is he doing?” Luna simply had no idea. At the same time, Andrius was going through the list of victims that Noir gave him, especially the veterans who died in the tragedy. He went over to their families to offer some consolation. “Madam, we are sorry for your loss. We are in grief for John’s passing as well…” Andrius was at one of the victims’ houses. The house was by no means big, but in front of the entrance was a small altar for the deceased, John Cage. The altar took up most of the space, so there was very limited space for peopl
Andrius was not concerned about the young ones. He went over to Luna and asked, “What is going on?” With a straight face, she asked, “Andrius, tell me did you beat up the head of the Hanshus, Wayman Hanshus, last night and caused him to jump off the building?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Before Andrius could say a word, George interrupted with a scoff, “Hmph. Wayman Hanshu is the head of one of the big three. Why would he jump off the building without a reason? What drove him so mad that he had to kill himself?” Upset, he glared at Andrius with detest and resentment. “Andrius Moonshade, you are a menace to the Crestfalls!” Dick then added, “Andrius, the ghost of the deceased veterans seeking revenge is a bluff. You can fool the public but not us! “If you hadn’t beaten him up, why would he have jumped off the building?” He sounded so aggressive as if he had been there, witnessing the murder. Andrius was rendered speechless. The Crestfalls had a sharp instinct, but they missed
Simon’s eyes narrowed, gleaming dangerously. He looked at the coffin beside him and said fiercely, “Andrius Moonshade, do you want to lie down inside and take your own life, or I must make you after I break your limbs?” Andrius cackled with laughter. He looked at Simon’s aged face and said indifferently, “I think I’m too young to lie down in there. It’s more suitable for you.” His words fueled Simons’ anger. The old man’s brows and beard were quivering. “How audacious! Get him! Break all his limbs! Break one and I will reward you with five million! Anyone who cuts his head off, I will reward him with ten million and a mansion!” With the order from Simon, all the men threw themselves at Andrius fiercely. “Kill him!” “Kill him! And we will be rich!” “Go! Go!” The men had a boost of adrenaline when they heard the rewards. They even chanted as they charged toward Andrius. Andrius scoffed coldly, “You have to be alive to spend that money.” Then, he also charged at the