The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea novel Chapter 1209

Chapter 1209 

15 BONUS 

Noir actually held back because he did not want to cause trouble for Andrius. 

“I dare you to run your mouth again…” Noir stomped fiercely on the fat man’s groin. 

“Argh…” 

A piercing scream echoed throughout the auction house. 

Between the fat man’s legs, red and yellow liquids mixed and flowed out slowly, quickly forming a large puddle. 

“Boss!” 

“Boss, how are you?” 

“Boss, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?” 

“Boss…” 

The fat man’s bodyguards finally reacted. 

Some hurriedly helped him up, but because part of the fat man’s balls were already stuck to the ground, pulling him up caused him to scream in pain. It was a blood- curdling shriek. 

The other group headed straight for Noir. 

“Damn you… How dare you attack our boss! You must be tired of living!” 

“Let’s get him together, boys!” 

“Kill that Florencian!” 

Five big and burly bodyguards with fierce expressions rushed forward, intending to teach Noir a lesson. 

These people were typical Flandonians with very strong builds. As they charged, their momentum was overwhelming, and their killing intent was palpable. 

However, Noir was not afraid at all. 

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“Noir, take care of her. I’ll handle this.” Andrius nodded at the bewildered Katalina 

and walked forward. 

Boom! 

Bam! 

Crash! 

The bodyguards did not hold back. Whether it was Andrius or Noir, they attacked 

without hesitation. 

Andrius was no different. 

Swoosh… 

He did not need to use inner energy at all to deal with these small fry. With just his 

physical strength, he charged into the group of bodyguards like a tiger among 

sheep. He was unmatched and unstoppable. 

In just ten short seconds, none of the bodyguards were left standing. Andrius was 

like a human killing machine, his sharp edges efficient and powerful. 

“So, that’s the Wolf…” Katalina subconsciously exclaimed and was in the middle of 

her sentence when she instantly caught herself and covered her mouth, swallowing 

the rest of her words. 

At the same time, she stood there, stunned and overwhelmed by shock. 

The Wolf King of Florence’s reputation had long resounded throughout the world. Even in distant Flandom, everyone knew about the godly might of Andrius