Looking at the corpses of those subordinates, then at the Biluo team surrounding him, Charlie's face turned extremely grim!
"You absolutely can't kill me! I'm the Young Master of Black Libra Training Camp, my father is the Dark Killing King! If you dare touch a hair on my head, my father won't let you off easily!"
Charlie had no intention of resisting; he knew his own abilities. Although he seemed formidable before ordinary people, his combat power was actually less than that of an average Lin Ran mercenary!
Standing before him now was one of the world's top combat teams. He knew early on that resistance was futile, so all he could do now was bring up his father's name to intimidate them!
But his words fell into the ears of the Biluo team, making their expressions very peculiar!
Biluo tossed another sunflower seed into her mouth, looking at Charlie with great interest:
"Are you really the son of the Dark Killing King?"
