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Chapter 1915
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Chapter 1914

---- Chapter 1914 Andrew looked at him like he was already a dead man and scoffed. "That enhanced adrenaline

shot might boost a Special Ops agent's power by over 80% in a crisis, But the side effects? Extrfatigue and

a blinding headache. "Even if | gave you a head start, after that injection, you'd still end up crawling back to me

on your knees." Hank shrieked, voice rasping with rage, "Andrew, don't get cocky, you son of a bitch! You'd

better pray | don't survive this.

| swear, I'll kill you!" As soon as the injection hit, Hank's energy surged, his aura climbing back to peak-level

combat strength. His face twisted with fury as he kicked off the ground, launching himself like a missile.

Andrew's eyes narrowed. With one swift motion, he whipped out his right arm like a steel cable. It was like a semi

truck going full speed had slammed into a brick wall and stopped instantly. Yes, it all happened in a split second.

Chantelle, Theo, and the others went blank, their eyes wide with shock. ---- Andrew's arm had punched straight

through half of Hank's shoulder, stopping him cold in his tracks Hank could not believe it. The unimaginable pain

made him tremble. When he tried to cover his shoulder, he discovered that his other arm had been completely

severed. It was cut clean off, just like a butcher carving off a ham during Thanksgiving prep.

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After a few seconds of deadly silence, agonized screams finally erupted from Hank's mouth. "My hand..." Andrew

towered over him, voice icy. "So... you still think you're untouchable?" Hank howled back, "Andrew! I'm with

Special Ops! You have no idea how deep my division runs! | swear, you'll be crushed to dust for what you did

today!" Andrew did not bother with a response. He sneered, then slammed a punch directly into Hank's

forehead.

Hank's vision went black, and the world vanished into a dark blur. Then, he collapsed, face-first into the ground.

Chantelle exhaled sharply. "Andrew... did you kill him?" Andrew's voice was calm. "Relax. | gave Mr. Keller Senior

my ---- word to bring this bastard in alive. So no, | didn't kill him. Not yet. Theo had already been stabilized by

the medics, and his bleeding had stopped. He looked at Andrew, throat tight as he swallowed hard. "Andrew...

just what level are you, really?"

Andrew glanced at him and gave a

faint smile. "You think you're qualified

to know?" Theo's Reel

droppes fits head, SUK g'in silence,

nb Haring to say another word Emily

stood there, eyes filled with

complicated emotions. She hesitated

before finally saying, "Andrew... thank

you for saving me. And..." Andrew

raised his hand to stop her. "That's

enough. Just head back to

Blumedale. Emily, remember this...

There are things in this world you're

just not ready to handle yet. | was in a

good mood today, so | stepped in

and saved you. But next time? Yay

; Ta O

might not get that ) Tears

welled by in Emily's eyes. "I-I've

learned my lesson. | mean it.

Anyway... thank you, Andrew!"

Chantelle looked at her, noticing the

torn clothes and bruises all over her

body. She sighed quietly. Emily, the

precious daughter of the Keller

family, would probably -— be haunted

by this memory for the rest of her life.