As long as he could live, Bencito was willing to compromise anyone else, even the friends and allies that he had forged relationships with.
Yue Zhong’s tone was cold: “You only have 2 choices, surrender unconditionally, or die.”
Bencito’s face fell, his expression ugly: “Yue Zhong, don’t push people too far! With my military strength, if we were to resist with all our might, your subordinates would suffer as well. If I want to escape, you can’t stop me at all! You should consider having one more friend than one more foe!”
“Is that so?” A frosty voice suddenly appeared by Bencito’s side, and his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of crisis. Just as he was about to activate his skill, a blade flashed past his neck.
Bencito’s head flew through the air, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. There was only the silhouette of Yue Zhong in his eyes.
Yue Zhong had used his Clone Technique and Stealth ability to fool Bencito’s eyes, and slaughtered this genius expert easily.
