Hector: Thank you for everything you've done for us, I'll do my best to seize the opportunity for you.
Hector: And thank you for securing this opportunity for me, I'm a coward, I can't bear to see them die miserably because of me.
Hector: Thank you.
Hector: The red ochre is waiting for your command.
Lille finished reading the message from Hector — it was clear that Hector was no longer in charge.
He was a contradictory person, Lille could feel it.
He longed for a worthwhile self-destruction.
Lille sighed and looked at those present.
"Man, your target is the Black Antelope Automobile Company, depart immediately."
Dolly looked worried, turning to Man, "After all this, we're still continuing...?"
Man had already completely dismantled the forearm equipped with the bullet launcher, now he could be considered disabled.
Of course, his remaining arm was not just for show.
