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---- Chapter 2697 With Koda killed, Flying Peak descended into complete chaos. Someone grumbled, "Since Koda's dead, what are we even doing staying at the Advanced Medical Institute? Let's just get the hell out of here." Another chimed in, "Exactly! If we don't leave now, we won't have the chance to leave alive. Once Corbin and the Owens family free up their hands, we're all dead." "Damn it! | never thought Corbin would be so strong that even Koda couldn't beat him." "Stop wasting time talking! Let's bounce!" "The rats desert a sinking ship." The saying could not be more accurate.
Now that Koda was done for, they were ready to scatter immediately. Koda's corpse lay on Flying Peak. Andrew looked at Koda's lifeless body and said, "Gentlemen, now is not the time to leave. Whoever leaves, I'll be the first to make their head roll, and | won't even wait for Corbin to do it." The moment those words left his mouth, the entire hall on Flying Peak fell deathly silent. ---- Then suddenly, a cocky-looking Martial Saint spoke with disdain "Hey, what the hell did you just say? You want our heads to roll?
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Do you even have what it takes?" As soon as he spoke up, the others immediately joined in with mockery and ridicule. "Who the hell do you think you are? You really think you're hot shit?" "We followed Koda, not you." "Chetvine's Lloyd family might be powerful, but sorry... We don't give a damn. What are you going to do about it?" Everyone chimed in, voices overlapping as they hurled insults and sarcasm. Several of them had even slowly gripped their weapons, their eyes locked on Andrew. It was clear that if he dared to say one more word, they would cut him down without hesitation.
Andrew chuckled. "A bunch of roughneck drifters, of course. | like your attitude. | just wonder if your backbone is as tough as your mouth." The man said coldly, "Andrew, don't you think you're being way too arrogant? |, Rusty Kuntz, want to leave. What are you going to do about it? Bite my ass?" ---- Rusty had a decent reputation in martial arts circles, particularly within the community surrounding the Advanced Medical Institute. He was well-connected, and most people respected him. He had come to help Koda because they were good friends.
Now that Koda had kicked the bucket, he did not think anyone at the Advanced Medical Institute could touch him. Andrew nodded. "Rusty, is it? Very good. Eric, teach him a lesson. Everyone looked confused, but they smirked with contempt. They all thought Andrew, another spoiled rich kid from Chetvine, was just showing off. Would a bunch of street fighters be afraid of him? Not a chance. Rusty put his hands on his hips and spat on the ground. "The hell are you playing at! Koda's gone! What can you do about it? Keep up this act, and I'll go join Mr.
Easton right now and come after you instead." Andrew did not bother responding because he did not need to. Meanwhile, Eric had already flashed forward in an instant. Rusty snorted coldly and immediately turned to face Eric. "Pretty boy, what do you want? Looking for trouble?" However, as he laughed, the smile on his face froze completely. ---- Erich had already activated the Phantom Mirage, and Rusty's consciousness was captured instantly without any resistance. Jerome calmly reminded him, "Eric, don't kill him." Eric sneered. "Don't worry. Killing him isn't necessary.
But Andrew wants to see a show. Consider it done." He stepped forward until he was three feet from Rusty and said coldly, 'Slap yourself in the face. Keep going until your face is swollen, then crawl on the ground for me!" Without any hesitation, Rusty immediately raised his hand and began viciously slapping his own face. Soon, blood was spraying from his mouth, and his face swelled up grotesquely, looking swollen and almost unrecognizable.
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