Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2635

Andrew nodded. "That's a bit low, but I guess it'll do. Alright then, I'll allow you to livestream. Set up the camera behind my back."

The crew leader was overjoyed. "Mr. Lloyd, are you serious?"

Andrew glared at him. "Of course, I'm serious. I'm about to kill someone. Do I look like I'm joking? However, out of the 500 million you collected, 300 million needs to go to me. Consider that money as my broadcasting fee. Sounds fair?"

The man looked at Andrew as if he were staring at the devil himself. Meanwhile, Valerie and the others were in disbelief.

Andrew always found a way to pull something like this at the most ridiculous times.

Conrad sneered. "Don't come crying when it backfires. But whatever, if you want to screw around, that's your problem. I just want a clear conscience."

Andrew snapped, "Cut the act! I used to ignore you because I was giving you some respect, but you're no longer a kid. If I keep holding back, what does that make me? And that old bastard Otto? One day, I'm going to plant my boot right on his face."

Conrad chuckled coldly. "Get past me first, then talk big. Prepare to die!"

Andrew raised his hand. "Hold up."

He turned to the crew leader. "You'd better hurry up and decide. If you don't agree, then there's no livestream."

The crew leader replied bitterly, "Fine, Mr. Lloyd, we agree! But if you, uh… die, what happens to the money?"

Andrew spat on the ground. "Get lost! I'm not the one dying today. The one hitting the floor will be that loser over there."

Isabelle raised her voice. "Alright then! Andrew, Conrad… Let the fight begin!"

Conrad scoffed and bolted forward. In one step, he was right in front of Andrew, bringing down a vicious strike straight toward his head.

Luna burst into the arena just then, shouting, "Take it easy! Don't actually hurt each other!"

Conrad attacked without pause. "This man dies today!"

Andrew mimicked his tone mockingly. "This man dies today! Oh, come on, Conrad. You really are a softie. Real killers don't announce it to the world first. Besides, who the hell do you think you're killing? Me? Keep dreaming. Get lost!"

A storm of rage burned in Andrew's chest. He was not planning to kill Conrad tonight, but he would make damn sure Conrad wished he were dead.