"You... you... you..."
Zane Percival was scared silly on the spot.
Julius Reed was clearly tied up tightly with hemp rope, but now he actually managed to break free in an instant?
"What about me? Should I just surrender, be humiliated like a dog by you? Is that it?"
Looking at the stunned Zane Percival in front of him, Julius Reed said with disdain, "Young Master Percival, you couldn't possibly believe that a few little scoundrels, waving a few shabby weapon boxes, could capture me, could you?"
"I..."
Zane Percival's mind was a blank; he couldn't figure out why the situation had turned out this way.
Weren't those men in black holding weapon boxes supposed to have bound Julius Reed tightly?
"Are you fucking playing me?"
He looked at the men in black in front of him, his tone filled with anger!
His first instinct was to think that these men in black had betrayed him, that they brought Julius Reed over just to set him up.
"Young Master, all of our brothers are dead!"
