Lin Chen weighed the gun in his hand but did not take action, instead he asked, "Do you have any last wishes?"
Wu Feng closed his eyes, "No, if possible, please take care of those brothers, they are brothers who would die for each other."
Lin Chen nodded, "If they are really not bad people as you say, then I promise you."
Nodding as well, Wu Feng took a deep breath, "Come on!"
However, after a long while, no gunshot was heard, and Lin Chen had already left the warehouse, leaving a pack of powdery substance under the gun on the ground.
Wu Feng smiled bitterly and held the powder in his hand, "Thank you, Brother Lin, for letting me die with dignity."
Thud!
Hearing the sound of a body falling behind him, Lin Chen paused in his steps, originally wanting to look back, but his heart was incredibly heavy, he restrained himself from looking back and walked away from the warehouse.
Seeing Lin Chen emerge, Long Feixue hurriedly asked, "Is Wu Feng dead?"
