"The tanks are hiding behind, the artillery positions are ready to bomb at any time, and so many people have loaded their guns to surround us, claiming you wouldn't hold anything against me. Now you're telling me it's a misunderstanding?"
Lu Wenwu's voice wasn't loud.
It could even be described as gentle.
But in the ears of those from the Salvation First Army present, it sounded like the devil's manic whisper.
"I..."
Cold sweat drenched Gu Gen Sheng's back.
He struggled to suppress the fear in his heart and met Lu Wenwu's gaze.
Facing the other's demon-like eyes, he couldn't even manage to say half a coherent sentence.
"It seems you implicitly agree there's no misunderstanding between us?" Lu Wenwu glanced around, "In that case, be mindful in your next life, and don't always pin false accusations on your Grandpa Tyrannosaurus."
"Stop!"
A furious voice suddenly sounded, followed by the deafening roar of machinery.
