---- Chapter 2856 "You mentioned Petyr Gillen. How can I meet him?" Andrew pressed on. Jimmy''s legs were broken, blood pooling around him. Yet, the man''s vitality was impressive. He was still writhing on the ground. He scoffed. "You? A lowly outsider like you has no right to meet Mr. Gillen. City of Hope has a hundred thousand people. But those who can actually meet him? Less than ten. Especially since you''re a disgusting pest from Holtrien... He despises Holtriens the most!" He hissed, "But don''t worry. You won''t have to wait long. Since you daredy a hand on me, Mr.


    Gillens will have your head mounted on the city gates before you know it!" Andrew smiled. Jimmy still had the nerve to threaten him, even now. Clearly, he had not been ruthless enough since arriving in this ce. Otherwise, a crawling insect with broken legs would not still be barking like this. "Are you sure I really can''t meet him?" Andrew asked, as if confirming onest time. Jimmy, bleeding out and barely conscious, still managed to ---- crane his neck and snarl, "You''re nothing but scum. You''ll never be worthy. Death is all that''s waiting for you!" Andrew nodded. "Got it.


    Thanks for telling me all that. I know it hurts. Let me put you out of your misery." Jimmy thought for a moment that Andrew was going to save him or beg for mercy. Instead, he watched as Andrew''s boot came down on his skull. And just like that, Jimmy went to meet the God he imed to worship. Toby, watching from the side, finally cracked. He let out a shriek and passed out cold. Andrew spat on the ground. Killing these cruel animals did not stir even a shred of guilt in him. Razor Crew had thousands of members, but only a handful were stationed here at headquarters.


    Andrew did not have the time or the interest to hunt them all down. He grabbed a couple of decent weapons and headed downstairs, nning to find somewhere to spend the night. Besides, he needed some food. He had not had a meal since leaving Holtrien for the City of Hope. After Andrew left, Razor Crew''s five-story headquarters exploded ---- into the sky. The bigger themotion, the faster Petyr would hear about it, The faster he heard, the faster he woulde looking for Andrew. Then, Andrew could get information about Reginald.


    What Andrew did not realize was that he had just stirred up a ho''s nest the moment he set foot in the City of Hope. Razor Crew was not exactly the most powerful organization in the city, but they were not nobodies either. First off, Razor Crew was under Petyr''s control, and in the City of Hope, there were only three Chief seats in total. Along with the position of City Lord, they formed the four ultimate powers ruling thiswless city. Anyone who could establish a city and enforce order here was no ordinary figure. Cruelty, mass ughter, and bloody crackdowns were merely the baseline.


    A furious voice echoed through the streets. "Search the entire city. Find that damn Holtrien bastard at all costs. Fuck. Holtrien people sure have guts, causing chaos here." "Come to think of it, this is the first time anything like this has happened in the City of Hope." Another voice scoffed. "That guy is dead for sure. This is the ---- City of Hope. Crossing Mr. Gillen? That''s worse than meeting the Grim Reaper. Give it a day, and his head''ll be hanging from the city gates." "I''ll say this, though... The bastard''s got guts. He blew Razor Crew''s headquarters sky-high!


    That''s basically pping Mr. Gillen in the face and spitting on the higher-ups!" While the entire city was in an uproar over Razor Crew''s destruction, Andrew, wrapped in a ck cloak with his greatsword strapped to his back, walked through the doors of Night Rose once again.