"Kid, you're their leader, right? It's your turn to make a decision." Although Huang Ya singled out Tang Zheng, his gaze never swept over him, instead focusing intently on Bai Guo.
"I refuse." Tang Zheng responded curtly, pulling out his Howling Reaper. Despite his appearance of nonchalance, the five Conquerors felt the weight of his words.
Because as his voice fell, the six companions standing by his side all drew their weapons, assuming a posture ready for combat at any moment. Bai Guo, Pang Meiqin, and Zhou Zhou were using firearms they brought back from Los Angeles. Although they were ordinary ones that didn't even require points, they could still kill people.
The weapons of Li Xinlan, Lin Weiguo, and Qin Yan were naturally higher-ranking, entirely C-level props, undamaged M4A1s, with a hundred-round drum magazine.
