Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1167 Andarov could not care less about anything else and turned to flee, trying to blast through the villa wall and make his escape.

However, Andrew's attacks were relentless, like crashing waves, giving him no chance to run.

With perfect aim, Andrew struck the center of Andarov's back with a palm strike that exploded like a thunderclap.

Bones shattered with a sickening crunch, and nearly two-thirds of Andarov's skeleton was crushed in an instant.

Then, blood gushed out from his mouth as he collapsed, his massive eight-foot frame crashing to the floor.

Raising his trembling, blood-soaked hand, he pointed at Andrew, gasping, "You're not...

not just some ordinary man.

You're from...

Holtrien's Chetvine...

You're part of the royal fa" He never got to finish the sentence.

Before the final word left his lips, Andarov exhaled his last breath and died on the spot.

A single drop of blood fell from Andrew's waist, and part of his shirt had already soaked through with red.

Natasha rushed over in alarm.

"Darling, did you get shot?" Andrew sank into the ruins of the couch and waved her off.

"It's nothing serious." ---- He ripped open the fabric around the wound and calmly inserted two golden acupuncture needles.

After that, he fished the bullet out like it was no big deal.

He did not even flinch, nor did he twitch in pain.

was as if the injury was

silence, her heart pounding, She thought, 'Is he always this ruthless, even toward himself?" Natasha barked, "What are you standing there for? Aspen, grab the bandages! If it weren't for him protecting you, do you really think aman like him would've been injured?" Aspen finally realized that Andarov

Biting her lip, she

the more she wrapped, the more her

have walked away from it!" Andrew replied coldly, "If I hadn't protected you,

who

clenched her jaw as emotion boiled up inside her, wondering why it made

herself? She was angry that she

Natasha sneered.

if it weren't for him, you'd

even a dozen times

a favor and drop

who knows how to take care

going to be this patient with you? If

morgue." This time, Aspen did

head down, hiding her expression as she quietly cleaned the blood around his

pushed her hand

need to fuss, Get someone to dispose of

this

finished speaking, a shadow suddenly dropped from a shattered second-floor

and barked, "Who's there?" The figure crouched on the railing, mocking, "So,

think." Then, the person descended the stairs slowlyit was

For once, Aspen found herself

"Ms.

tone in Chantelle's voice had seriously rubbed her

her a once-over,

"Ms.

actually defending the man who keeps you on