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Tony’s massive frame froze, feeling weak all over A moment later, he roared. “Andrew, you bastard! How dare you kill my son! Everyone, attack him! I want him dead and in pleces!” Tony was like a madman. Yet, despite his orders, he East Side thugs remained motionless. Instead, the remaining twenty or so thugs trembled uncontrollably, their weapons shaking in their hands as they backed away from Andrew, whose display of power had completely shattered their courage.
Seeing this, Tony’s bloodshot eyes bulged with rage. “You cowards! You spineless trash! Attack him! That’s an order, damn it!”
No matter how much he screamed, his men did nothing, their fear paralyzing them.
“I’ll handle this!” One of the three elite fighters Tony had hired stepped forward.
The muscular man leaped into the air like a feral beast, aiming a devastating flying kick at Andrew.
Herman snorted. “Don’t worry, Mr. Madden Senior. With us three here, this punk won’t cause any trouble.”
However, he quickly realized how wrong he was. In the next second, they watched as Andrew sprung up and unleashed a powerful spinning kick. The force was so intense it seemed to split the air with a loud boom.
The muscular fighter did not even get close to touching Andrew before his chest caved in, blood gushing out of his mouth as he flew backward nearly 30 feet, only stopping when he hit the wall.
Then, he slid to the ground, motionless.
“T–This is impossible,” Tony stammered in disbelief.
Herman gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t panic, Mr. Madden Senior. The kid’s got skills, but not enough. Erica, you’re up!”
Another elite fighter stepped forward–an elderly woman with a hunched back and wrinkled face. Her voice was raspy but sharp as she said, “Boy, surrender now. Break both your arms and legs, then kneel before us if you want a quick death.”
She added, “Once my Mantis Fist strikes, your organs will be nothing but pulp!”
Andrew remained unfazed, walking steadily toward Tony. He declared coldly, “I have only one goal today to destroy this old geezer. Anyone who’s not involved should get out of my way.”
What are you waiting for? Kill him now!” Tony roared.
Erica Lerman let out a battle cry and sprang into action. Her thin frame moved like a blur, her
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bony hands slicing through the air in rapid, precise attacks. She darted back and forth like a mantis, closing in on Andrew with deadly speed.
Herman chuckled smugly, watching the display. Mantis Fist relies on speed. This kid may have some strength, but against such precision, he’ll be gutted in seconds.”
However, his smug expression froze in the next instant.
Andrew broke through Erica’s defense with a single straight punch to her core. Though she managed to tear his sleeves to shreds, the end result was clear–her neck snapped under Andrew’s blow, killing her instantly.
In the span of mere moments, he had stormed into Tony’s base, defeated over a hundred men, and killed two of Tony’s elite martial artists without breaking a sweat.
Tony’s face turned ashen, half his body numb from fear. For the first time, he began to doubt whether he had hired enough reinforcements.
“Mr. Blackwood, save me! Stop him, stop him now!” Tony screamed in panic, scrambling backward as Andrew approached. His composure had completely crumbled.
Herman finally stepped forward, his expression grim. “You’ve got more skill than I anticipated, taking out two experienced martial artists like that. Very well. I’ll personally send
you to your grave.
