To now.
This fright caused the consortium leaders to completely lose their will to fight.
Previously.
They still harbored a bit of hope, but now, the thought of resistance couldn't even arise because the other party could make them kill each other at any time.
Or commit suicide.
In short.
If one desires.
It could all be staged as a chaotic battlefield, even if they died, one couldn't say it was someone else's doing. Without witnessing it firsthand, who would believe it?
How could something like this exist.
"Ding-dang."
"Gurgle gurgle!"
"..."
The bullets in everyone's brows fell onto the table, rolling around, some even rolling onto the floor.
And the weapons in their hands.
"Click! Click!"
Jingle clang.
In one second.
They were dismantled into basic parts, scattered on the table, more exaggerated than in movies.
"You guys go out first, I'll have a chat with them." Tang Qing smiled.
"Yes."
Cecil nodded.
