"You played me!"
Luciano Michael's face turned instantaneously pale!
There were no darts inside the box of hidden weapons!
"Now, I know who can survive."
Julius Reed pointed at the box of hidden weapons on the ground, "Inside here, there are indeed darts!"
As soon as his voice fell, Brown Bread, who lay on the ground waiting for death, suddenly sprang up!
In almost an instant, Brown Bread had the box in his grasp!
Without any excess words, he raised the mouth of the box and aimed at Luciano Michael.
Pulled the mechanism!
Whiz!
The box of hidden weapons sounded.
Luciano Michael's eyes widened.
In the center of his forehead, a huge blood hole appeared.
Thump!
Until the moment he fell to the ground, he had never imagined that this would be the end.
In death, Luciano Michael's eyes remained open.
"Now, it's our turn to settle scores."
Brown Bread, cold and indifferent, kicked Luciano Michael's corpse on the ground and aimed the box of hidden weapons at Julius Reed.
