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?”

lunged at Andrius. his speed was so great that it kicked up 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

Bam!

away and making him crash into the lamppost to the side. He

started to whirl

Snap!

Crack…

broke Withered Valentine’s

“Argh…”

howl suddenly resounded through the

and how fatal his

Smack!

kicked the latter’s phone out of his

Valentine did not dare to disobey and did as he was told. He immediately dialed the number and told his men his

Crack…

he needed to do so, Andrius

“Arghhh…”

Valentine was struck

his voice was hoarse, and his forehead was beaded

to

Withered Valentine’s neck, then quickly went back

was 9:59 p.m.

curfew. He turned and

at the

fighter in the Crestfalls. His might was terrifying, but he was just killed by

was in deep waters this

storm was brewing in

Withered Valentine’s dead body to the Crestfalls

“Valentine!”

“Valentine!”

the Pale Scholar widened when they

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

that single punch was

again, then slowly closed his eyes. His expression was one of

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