"Bomb!"
"That's right, we still have a bomb!"
"With the bomb, we're not afraid of anyone!"
It was as if they had regained their spirits, each person full of life, completely bewitched by Edbert Walker,
and they flatteringly helped him up, concerned, "Team Leader Ed, are you all right?"
"..." Edbert Walker's face was pale, veins bulging, his eyes closed, silent.
Inside the car.
Marco gave Julian Johnsons a thumbs up, exclaiming in awe, "Impressive, my Julian, you shot Edbert Walker's heart! He totally asked for it! He even boasted about shooting you down! But it was just a charade, what he truly wanted was for everyone to open fire recklessly. He's such a despicable man, luckily your skills are extraordinary, your gunmanship precise, directly hit him!"
An outpouring of amazement like the Yellow River, gushing incessantly.
It was the first time Marco had praised someone like this.
