Chapter 587
He was the backbone and pillar of the Hewitts from the capital. The Hewitts would undoubtedly collapse if something happened to him!
The impact would be as serious as an earthquake.
“It’s useless.” Andrius looked at the frantic medical staff and said calmly, “Deacon Hewitt, you’ll die today unless I help you. Not even God can save you. Only I can.”
Andrius‘ voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely firm.
At that moment, Deacon began to remember everything that happened since encountering Andrius.
First, he used silver needles to easily take down a large group of bodyguards. All the bodyguards in the Hewitts were powerful. Not even a dozen ordinary men could get close to them, and they were proficient in all kinds of unarmed combat. However, they were all easily defeated by Andrius and could not even get
close to him.
While Jesse held Rainbow hostage, Andrius remained calm and easily destroyed Jesse’s pistol.
Just those two points were enough to prove that Andrius‘ skills were extraordinary. It would not be surprising if he was one of the most powerful people in the nation.
Coupled with his amazing techniques…
Thud!
After thinking through everything, Deacon immediately knelt down in front of Andrius. “I was wrong. I was at fault! I shouldn’t have offended you!
“I shouldn’t have insulted Ms. Conery, let alone attack the Conerys! I beg you, please spare me. Spare the
Hewitts!
“I’ll kneel to you! I am guilty. I’ll repent. I’ll change my ways!”
Blood continued to flow from Deacon’s mouth, but he did not dare to let up. He kept groveling and
apologizing.
Andrius snorted coldly and tapped Deacon’s body lightly.
The heavy bleeding stopped instantly.
Deacon was completely convinced. The Hewitts could not afford to provoke someone like him.
“Thank you! Thank you for your mercy, Mr. Moonshade!”
Deacon continued to bow several times.
Whoosh…
Andrius took out a silver needle and pierced Victor.
Victor felt his body cool, and his little junior started to swell up like it was being inflated and recovered back to normal! The small beans also swelled to the size of lychees in a few minutes.
“Thank you! Thank you for your mercy, Mr. Moonshade!”
People who had never experienced it firsthand would find it hard to understand Victor’s feelings.
He knelt in front of Andrius without caring that he was buck naked, and groveled as he thanked Andrius.
“Here is your prescription.” Andrius took out a list and said calmly, “If the sanctions on the Conerys aren’t lifted by tomorrow, I’ll completely destroy the Hewitts. Think carefully.”
Then, Andrius turned and left.
The list fluttered down with the wind.
Deacon hugged it like a starving dog, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He hurriedly said to Andrius’s departing figure, “Of course, of course!”
In the Southern Warzone headquarters, the Southern Warzone Master, Dax Wimbleton, had just returned to his residence after a military drill in the southern wasteland. He was prepared to have a good night’s sleep.
“Who’s there?”
He suddenly sat up, looking at the window warily.
“Why are you so jumpy?” Andrius climbed down from the window and turned on the lights in the room
“Wolf King, you…”
Dax was exasperated when he saw Andrius.
As a Warzone Master, he naturally knew more than ordinary people, so he knew that Andrius was not really dead. However, he was still surprised to see the latter show up in the middle of the night.
“Go on then, what happened this time?”
Andrius chuckled and teased, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing!” Dax rolled his eyes and snapped, “It’s just that there’s always trouble whenever I encounter you.”
Andrius was upset at those words. It was those so–called affluent families that liked to stir up trouble. He was clearly the victim!
“I’ll get to the point. You need to properly discipline the families in the Southern Warzone and stop them from meddling with the Conerys.
“Otherwise, you’re gonna start whining again if I kill someone and cause a commotion.
