Chapter 1974
---- Chapter 1974 "Mr. Hopkins, are you alright?" The Hopkins men helped Timothy up from the ground, but
before he could answer, Diego snapped at them. "Get out of the way! Can't you see he just got stabbed with a
needle? Of course, he's not fine! Use your brain!" He glared fiercely at the clueless men before turning back to
his son. "Tim, how could you take such a heavy hit?
With your skill, that shouldn't have happened!" Timothy's face was pale as he answered nervously, "Dad, don't
mess with Andrew. Whatever grudge he has with the Driscoll family, we must stay out of it. We absolutely can't
get involved!" Diego's tone darkened. "But he humiliated us, cstraight to our door, and hurt you. Tim, do
you want revenge or not? Givea straight answer." Timothy swallowed hard and shook his head repeatedly. "
Revenge? Not a chance... Not ina million years!
Andrew is too strong... Terrifying, even. | couldn't even see how he moved when he struck me. Dad, the Driscolls
have crossed paths with a real monster this time. When titans clash, the little guys die first. We absolutely can't
get involved!" ---- The Hopkins family members looked at each other. Truth be told, they had held back earlier
because Andrew had Timothy in his grip. Now that he was free, they could have attacked with everything they
had.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNonetheless, seeing Timothy, the victim himself, completely deflated and unwilling to even think of revenge, the
entire family's fighting spirit quietly faded. Diego took a deep breath and muttered, "Walter is as good as
finished. Thank goodness the Hopkinses haven't made Andrew a mortal enemy yet." Just then, a thunderous
crash echoed from the pavilion by the back garden pond, followed by Walter's furious, desperate roar.
"andrew, are you really going to pushto the edge?!" Andrew gave no reply. Only more deep, rumbling
impacts shook the Hopkins residence. It sounded like two wild beasts locked in a brutal fight. All the Hopkins
family members shuddered, and no one dared to make a sound. The Driscolls had always been predators, never
prey. Yet here was Walter, one of their high-ranking leaders, cornered and fighting for his life.
The continuous roars indicated that
he was already in a desperate
struggle, caught in a life-or-death
situation. -—- "Just exactly how strong
is Andrew? Thisbpne- illing
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gestion simultaneously arose in the
hearts of all the Hopkins family
members. Eric stood with his arms
crossed, calmly watching the fight
from inside the waterside gazebo. He
noticed a teapot on the table and
poured himself a cup, though he did
not drink it, wrinkling his nose in
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He was a clean freak, and he was
always scented like fine cologne. He
twirled the cup lazily in his hand.
Though he looked casual, his eyes
were sharp, studying Anglrewts &Very
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head and looked away. What was the
point of watching? This monster
could probably beat him to a pulp
even without mastering the Inferno
Strike. Eric was a martial arts genius,
but for the first time, he understood
what a true genius among geniuses
looked like. He doubted even Jerome
had imagined that Andrew would one
day master the Inferno Strike. The
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