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?”

was so great that it kicked up a gust of wind, sending dust and sand flying behind him. He appeared in front of Andrius in the blink of

Swoosh!

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

Bam!

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

started to

Snap!

Crack…

broke Withered Valentine’s

“Argh…”

howl suddenly resounded

Valentine realize how strong Andrius was and

Smack!

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

told.

Crack…

he needed to do so, Andrius stomped again and

“Arghhh…”

was struck once

and his forehead was beaded with

want them to

neck, then quickly went

was 9:59 p.m.

missed his curfew. He turned

arrived at the scene. They were all horrified when they saw his

His might was terrifying, but he was just killed by a nameless young man. Furthermore,

was in

was brewing in

people escorted Withered Valentine’s dead

“Valentine!”

“Valentine!”

Monk and the Pale Scholar

the large tree next to him with a punch. The leaves on the tree withered at a speed visible to the naked eye and fell to the ground, and the trunk shriveled up and

of that

Hex lamented again, then slowly closed his

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