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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nThis was originally Andrew’s fault.

nHe was a little embarrassed for disturbing the love of others.

nHowever, when the cursing outside the door sounded, Andrew’s face darkened.

nHe opened the door.

nOutside the door stood a bald warrior.

nUnder the arm of the bald warrior, there was a petite woman.

nThe woman had explosive yellow hair and a nose ring… It was said that this was the most popular retro style.

n“Motherf*cker!

n“Open the door!

n“Believe it or not, I’ll smash your head with a hammer today!”

nCase was in a bad mood today.

nHe was a martial artist at the peak of the fifth grade and was definitely considered strong in Boston.

nOther than Charles and only five sixth-grade warriors in Boston, who was stronger than him, Case?

nEven in peacetime, he was a big brother with 70 to 80 underlings.

nBut today, he was furious.

nHe just came back from the wilderness a few days ago and had been busy for a few days. Today, he finally contacted his little girlfriend and was ready to vent for the whole night.

nBut…

nA blade almost pierced the two of them into meat skewers.

nHe angrily rushed downstairs.

nAfter more than ten seconds of knocking on the door, Case’s violent temper completely exploded. He was prepared to directly smash the door.

nAt that moment, the door opened, and a youth walked out.

nThe youth’s appearance was bizarre.

nA martial artist’s badge was exposed, and there was a blade without a scabbard on his waist.

nFurthermore, both of his hands were holding a blade and a sword.

nCase’s pupils constricted.

nA B-grade composite metal blade and sword?

nLooking at the young man’s face, he appeared a little familiar.

nIt seemed that someone in a group of martial artists in Boston had sent a photo of this young man.

nPlop!

nCase’s legs went weak, and he directly knelt down.

nUnder his girlfriend’s gaze of disbelief, he gave himself a hard slap.

nHis words were filled with an apology, “So it’s Grandmaster Thunderblade… I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was you. Otherwise, even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn’t dare to cause trouble.”

nAndrew, who was about to make a move, was stunned.

nGrandmaster Thunderblade?

nWas he talking about him?

nWas this considered a title?

nHe stepped forward and kicked.

nBang!

nThe bald man, Case, flew along the corridor for more than 20 meters and landed heavily on the ground.

nHe spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

nThis kick was already merciful enough.

nAhhhhhhh!

nThe Petite woman screamed.

nAndrew turned to take a look, and the woman immediately shut up. Her legs were trembling. She almost peed her pants.

nAndrew walked into the elevator and went to the lobby on the first floor.

nThe hotel manager walked over and handed him a room card. “Mr. Andrew, I’ve already gotten the room card for you.”

n“Okay.”

nAndrew yawned. “It’s almost two o’clock in the morning. I’ll go to bed first.

n“Calculate the damage in my room. Just deduct it from my deposit.”

n…

nMay 26th, 9 am.

nBoston train station.

nCarol rubbed her eyes. She was not in the mood to look at Andrew and Annie.

nIn the end, she could not stand it anymore. She gritted her teeth and scolded, “You two, isn’t it inappropriate for you to show off your love like this? Is there anything you can’t say over the phone? The train has arrived. Annie, get on the train.”

nAnnie hid her reluctance to leave.

nShe put out the dignity of an older sister and instructed, “Andrew, after I leave, you should behave yourself. Don’t run around all day. Hurry to Stanford University. I’ll wait for you.”

nAfter saying that, her tone suddenly became gentle, and her face turned red. She turned around and got on the train.

nCarol looked at the scene and could not help but smile.

nWarriors were not good at talking about feelings.

nAnnie was very famous in school.

nShe was also strong. Every time she went to the wilderness to train or did a mission, no matter what danger it was, she could overcome it.

nIt was easy to chat with her younger brother. Just a little private topic would make her feel shy.

nShe looked at Andrew and said seriously, “Andrew, although your strength is above mine, I have a lot of experience. Let me give you a word of advice… cherish the person in front of you.”

nAndrew wanted to tease Carol, but seeing her face full of seriousness, he didn’t say it out loud.

n“Andrew!

n“Remember, don’t be careless!

n“Evil martial artists are very dangerous. The news of you becoming a Grandmaster has already spread out. I’m afraid that the evil martial artists won’t let you off.”

nBefore Carol boarded the train, she said seriously, “This time, you killed Soder and Black Rock. The next time the evil martial artists attack, it will definitely be a Golden Body Realm expert…

n“With your talent, you don’t need to take risks.”

nWatching the train leave, Andrew smiled.

nGolden Body Realm?

nHe needed an eighth-grade Golden Body Realm warrior to test his blade, but… waiting for those evil martial artists to attack me wasn’t Andrew’s style.

nThinking to himself, when he killed Soder and Black Rock, he had heard that there was another person who helped them. His name was probably Gale.

nAfter dealing with this person, he would set off for the wilderness.

nAndrew wanted to take the initiative to attack.

nThe harvest he got from killing Soder and Black Rock had been completely used up.

nThe A-grade longsword was given to Annie, who was good at swordsmanship.

nThe armor’s style was a little ugly. Andrew was prepared to wait until he had time to find someone to modify it before giving it to Annie.

nAs for the Grade A composite metal blade, of course, he kept it for his own use.

nThe B-grade composite metal blade that Annie gave him… This thing had a different meaning.

nSince he couldn’t sell it for much money, he might as well keep it.

nAfter a short while, he gave Charles a call.

nAndrew went straight to the point. “Chief Charles, can you send me a copy of Mad Saber’s photo?”

nCharles agreed. Then, he continued, “I already sent someone to keep an eye on Mad Saber yesterday. Do you need the cooperation of our Martial Arts Administration’s people? Mad Saber isn’t weak. Once you fail to kill him with one move, he will definitely go crazy. At that time, if you hurt others…”

n“Don’t worry.”

nAndrew smiled and said, “To me, there is no difference between a sixth stage warrior and a quasi-martial artist.”

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nAt the same time.

nBoston.

nOutside the Riverside Flower City Villa area, in a high-end restaurant.

nMad Saber looked at the message on his phone with a gloomy expression.

nHe was shocked. “Andrew, eighteen years old, Grandmaster realm?

n“The venerable one actually sent me, a sixth-grade martial artist, to assassinate a Grandmaster?”

nGrandmaster realm? How could he kill him?

nThe venerable one had sent him here to die, right?

nThe previous information said that Andrew was only a third-grade martial artist.

nThe information the venerable one received should be correct, but it might be outdated.

nAt this moment, Mad Saber was in a terrible mood.

nHe was originally here to pick up Soder and Black Rock. However, there was no news of them for an entire night.

nHe didn’t know how the two of them were doing.

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