"We've been discovered! Let's go upstairs and grab him!" Andrew shouted quickly as he shot up like a whirlwind, rushing up the stairs to the second floor.
Several black shadows flew through the air, coming toward him with whooshing sounds.
Andrew snorted coldly and flicked his right hand, sending several golden needles shooting out.
Three small black spiders fell to the ground, still twitching even though they were dead.
In the second-floor room, Cole was wearing a bathrobe, obviously having just woken up without time to get dressed. Staring at Andrew, he said grimly, "Who are you? Why are you trespassing on my home?"
Chantelle caught up from behind, gritting her teeth. "Cole, you're the one who poisoned the people of Verhampton Valley with parasites, aren't you?"
Cole gave a sinister laugh. "You must be that chief of staff who came with Mr. Armstrong to investigate the case, right? You really are a knockout. Perfect! Since you've both tracked me down here, you can die! I've been short on beautiful women to play with lately. After I have my fun with you, I'll feed you to my precious little bugs for a feast!"
Andrew sneered coldly. "Feeding humans to insects? You're utterly depraved."
He kicked out, sending the couch in front of him crashing toward Cole with a loud clatter.
Cole roared and jumped to dodge, and while in mid-air, he shot several more bugs at Andrew.
Andrew remained unfazed and charged forward. His right hand swept like a blade, cutting all the parasites in half as they fell to the ground, completely dead.
Seeing this, Cole said urgently, "You've been poisoned by my bugs! If you don't get the antidote immediately, you'll die from the poison within an hour and melt into pus!"
Andrew had already reached him and delivered a whip kick to Cole's face. The latter crashed through the living room wall with a thud and rolled into the adjacent room.
Cole got up, incredulous. "W-W-Who are you? Why are you unaffected?"
Andrew said calmly, "You're just a low-level parasite handler. You're messing around with beginner tricks and think you can impress me? I've already killed plenty of real masters from the southern regions, not bottom-feeders like you."
Seeing Andrew closing in again, Cole snapped, "You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!"
He swung his arms wildly, and suddenly, bugs began crawling out of his sleeves and pants legs.
Andrew let out a low snort. Then, with one powerful burst of Inferno Strike, the scorching energy blasted across the floor. The poisonous insects froze in place, curling up in terror, not daring to move.
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