9.35 Am I Cruel?

Lu Yizhou stared at the person in front of him whose smile was so brilliant yet deadly at the same time. He was positively amused. At this moment, Zhao Bolin really reminded him of Moshe; the more intense their emotion was, the better their self-control. 

Angel of Death, the nickname actually suited him very much. Moshe wielded his gun, smiling as corpses fell one after another under his feet. The same thing also applied to Zhao Bolin. Inside his mind… he must be thinking of 1001 ways to make Yang Tengfei's life worse than death.