"Speaking frankly, Cangyi, I'm starting to believe Hell's Movie's judgment a bit," Wu You said with an air of arrogance, like a senior critiquing a junior, "In such a situation, you can still turn the tables on me. How should I praise you?"
In the room, Qian Jiangyue's Hair appeared above the neck, followed by his forehead, and then his eyes; his Skull was gradually returning to normal. Qian Cangyi did not answer Wu You. His Choice was to help his Teammates first and then deal with Wu You together.
"Does it matter?" Wu You asked, "They're just cannon fodder. My Speed in killing them is faster than you think."
Qian Jiangyue slowly opened his eyes and immediately saw the green flame blazing on the Ceiling. At that moment, he felt as if he was in hell.
"Cannon fodder? They're my Teammates, and soon, they will kill you," Qian Cangyi replied.
