"You, what are you going to do to me…"
"I forgot to tell you. I used to be a cardiologist at the hospital. I was proficient in dozens of surgical techniques. Even those Sunrise Landese ninjas couldn't last more than ten minutes against me. How long do you think you can last?"
Looking at the shiny scalpel in Lin Yi's hand, Owen's breathing quickened.
This was the first time he felt fear while facing a person.
"The missions we received were all commissioned by a middleman. We don't know anything. Please don't kill me. I don't want to die."
In terms of willpower, forget comparing them to Huaxian people.
Even when compared to Sunrise Landese, these Meiguons were far lacking.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to deal with those international students.
In the face of death, forget talking about benevolence and morality. As long as they were slightly intimidated, their willpower would collapse.
"Who's the middleman?"