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

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 had spotted their hiding place only because of the noise she had made, and Andrew's first instinct had been to throw himself over her

take a bullet for me?" Biting her lip, she hurried upstairs, grabbed the first-aid kit, and knelt to carefully bandage Andrew's

wrapped, the more her anger

hit somewhere worse, even you wouldn't have walked away

who just saved your life?"

as emotion boiled up inside her, wondering why it made her so angry to see

herself? She was angry that she was powerless and seemed to be just

Natasha sneered.

it weren't for him, you'd

a dozen

all a favor

who knows how

think everyone out there is going to be this patient with you? If it weren't for Andrew, you'd be nothing

morgue." This

kept her head down, hiding her expression as she quietly cleaned

gently pushed her hand away

fuss, Get someone to dispose

lock this

are bound to come." As he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly dropped from a shattered

raised his head and barked, "Who's there?" The figure crouched

you think." Then, the person descended the stairs

Aspen found herself

"Ms.

Andrew got that wound protecting me." The mocking tone in Chantelle's voice had seriously rubbed her

a once-over, smiling

"Ms.

who keeps