Lu Yu's words were filled with absolute killing intent, carrying a hint of icy coldness, with not a trace of emotion, appearing exceptionally decisive and sharp.
Now Christian's defeat was certain, and Lu Yu no longer wanted to entangle with him. Therefore, Lu Yu tightly grasped Christian's wrist, signaling Marcus to shoot Christian dead on the spot!
"Received, sir."
Hearing Lu Yu's words, Marcus responded in a low voice, his words full of respect.
"Remember, leave one intact head, don't blast it into pieces with one shot!"
In his words, Lu Yu's voice was deep, as if discussing what to eat, indifferent and low, with no emotion at all.
"Yes, sir!"
Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Marcus responded in a low voice, his words full of deference.
"Lu Yu!"
