Supporting the Legion of Glory

"Boss, please don't kill me... I'm just following orders, it's not about me! I can give you anything you want!" The last person spoke with a trembling voice.

He was so scared he almost wet himself.

But the pain of his broken leg made him particularly sober.

Right now, all he wanted was to stay alive.

Watching Alex dressed in combat gear, his mask emitting only a hint of red light, he didn't even have the courage to run away.

Alex walked over slowly, sneering.

"Does it matter if you're just following orders? All I know is that you were involved in the attack against me, isn't that enough? Besides, I don't see any value in you."

The man immediately said, "Alex, Alex, I have value! You have all the supplies from my backpack, and besides, I have important intelligence to offer."

However, Alex didn't care about those supplies at all.

But hearing this lackey claim to have intelligence piqued his interest slightly.