Chapter 251

Whoosh!

A black shadow appeared in front of Andrius.

The person was short in stature and had a wretched smile on his face. It was the third fighter of the Crestfalls, Withered Valentine!

“Andrius Moonshade, right?”

Withered Valentine cackled, his expression full of arrogance as he looked at Andrius. “You should feel lucky to die by my hands.”

Andrius immediately laughed.

This old man…

It seemed he was a few cards short of a deck.

“What, are you dissatisfied?” Withered Valentine was not angry but started to show off instead. “Listen up. I’m known as Withered Valentine. I only have two favorites: women and hearts! So far…”

Withered Valentine arrogantly began to brag. “I’ve toyed with 999 women, and I’ve also eaten… 888 fresh hearts. You’ll be the 889th!”

His small triangular eyes were fixed on Andrius‘ heart, bursting with a greedy and sinister light. He could not help but flick out his scarlet tongue and lick his lips.

“Cut the crap.” Andrius could not be bothered to talk nonsense and said directly, “Come here and die already. I have a curfew.”

Damn it.

A curfew?

Withered Valentine suddenly flew into a rage. Andrius was not taking him seriously at all!

“Andrius Moonshade…” Withered Valentine’s eyes turned cold in an instant, and a sinister and murderous look bloomed on his expression. “Do you think that you can go back alive?”

a gust of wind, sending dust and sand flying behind him. He appeared

Swoosh!

in Withered Valentine’s eyes. His right hand instantly became a claw, and his attack was so fierce that he

Bam!

and making him crash into the lamppost to the side. He fell to the ground

started to whirl

Snap!

Crack…

broke Withered Valentine’s legs on the

“Argh…”

miserable and bone–chilling howl suddenly

was and how fatal his mistake

Smack!

Withered Valentine and kicked the latter’s phone out of his pocket. “Call your people and tell them to come here

dare to disobey and did as he was told. He immediately dialed the number and told his men his

Crack…

could ask why he needed to do so, Andrius stomped again and broke the former’s remaining

“Arghhh…”

was struck once

his voice was hoarse, and his forehead was beaded with cold sweat. “W–what do

want them to collect

Valentine’s neck, then quickly went back

it was 9:59 p.m.

missed his curfew. He turned

Valentine’s comrades arrived at the scene. They

might was terrifying, but he was just

was

was

escorted Withered Valentine’s dead body to the

“Valentine!”

“Valentine!”

the Pale Scholar

the sky, hitting the large tree next to him with a punch. The leaves on the tree withered at a speed visible

that single punch

closed his eyes. His expression was one of

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