Chapter 63: Suicide Virus

"TX was obviously killed by Uncle, how come? Saved you? And you want the seed he dropped?" Lu Fan was being unreasonable, bearing an expression of deliberately exploiting him.

"You guys?" Old Zhou was so angry that he spat blood, his anger shooting up to the heavens, almost engaging in a fight on the spot. However, seeing the muzzle of Lu Fan's gun and the stern expression on Tang Zheng's face, he felt a chill in his heart. He knew with his severely injured body, he would definitely lose in a fight with them, so he forcibly suppressed his impulsiveness.

"Such a powerhouse like Tang Zheng certainly wouldn't miss a thousand points. He might even take this opportunity to kill me and take my Gauss sniper rifle away." Old Zhou's eyeballs were whirling around, filled with worries. That rifle would warrant Tang Zheng killing him seven or eight times over. Yet, he couldn't swallow his pride, so he turned to Zhuo Lie for support, "Group Leader Zhuo, what should we do about this?"