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---- Chapter 2004 Several steel rebar pieces from underground whistled through the air with a sharp whooshing
sound. Before the remaining Driscoll family fighters could even grunt, their foreheads were pierced clean through
with bloody holes. Just like that, they followed Scarlett straight to hell in perfect unison. The sight made Andrew
grin. However, Franklin had actually escaped. Even with all four limbs. broken except for part of his spine, the
martial saint had managed to crawl away.
His survival instinct was impressive, but Andrew was not the kind of man to let prey slip away; that would be
unworthy of someone once called a master of annihilation. Following the trail of blood, Andrew stepped out of
the Driscoll Corporation building. Franklin had already dragged himself dozens of feet away, using pure inner
energy to force movement into his shattered arms as he clawed across the ground. Shaking his head, Andrew
strolled after him. He asked, "I really don't get you.
At this point, what's the point of ---- running? Why not wait for death and go meet Solmortal in the afterlife?"
Franklin's eyes went wide with horror, his expression sinking into despair. "Before | die, | just want to know who
you are, really? There's no way someone like you could exist in Gabo Creek. No .. Not just Gabo Creek, the entire
southern martial world couldn't produce you." Andrew replied, "You're right. I'm not from Gabo Creek, and I'm not
from the south.
But asking that is pointless for a dying man. Anyway, this is called cause and effect. The day you helped the
Driscoll family hurt Victoria was the day you earned this. Killing you today is just returning the debt. Don't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstruggle, or if I miss my mark, your skull might burst." Franklin let out a ragged laugh. "Fate... It's all damned
fate. | spent decades in seclusion at the cathedral with no trouble at all, but the moment | step out, | run into
someone like you.
Looks like all the evil | did in my early years is coming back to collect now. "Andrew, to die by the hands of
someone like you... | have no complaints, no hatred. Before I die, | only ask one thing... Letsee my only son."
Andrew stood over him. "Sorry, I'm in a hurry. I'm not waiting for your son to get here." ---- Franklin's battered
frlooked beyond pitiful. "Andrew, I'm begging you! Letsee my only son. I'm already a total cripple,
worse than Victoria ever was.
Can't you showa shred of mercy?" Andrew's face stayed cold, his eyes as frigid as an eternal glacier. "My
mercy is only for the kind-hearted. Do you think you qualify? Showing you mercy would be a waste. I'd rather
give it toa dog." Franklin's voice trembled. "Wealth... | have wealth beyond measure; everything I've saved for
years is yours." Andrew shook his head. "That cathedral monk's money? No thanks. | wouldn't enjoy it. Save it for
your next life.
Maybe buy yourself a Land Rover." Franklin wailed, his hope gone, and closed his eyes to await the end. Andrew
raised his foot to crush him. A man who hesitated would never stay on top, and when Andrew's killing intent
ignited, it was absolute. Yet, as always, just when the moment came, someone had to interfere. The rapid stomp
of boots sounded as over a dozen assault rifles closed in from the side. A row of vehicles with special insignias
screeched to a halt.
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