"Fort, you dimwit, implore the Heavenly God for enlightenment!"
Fort knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with fear. His body trembled, but he truly didn't know why Lin Mo had come.
What could possibly make a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old Huaxia youth commit such wanton slaughter?
Lin Mo glanced at him indifferently and snorted,
"Don't know, do you? Well, let me tell you, starting today! All Huaxia people in France must be treated equally. If anyone dares to treat Huaxia people as inferior worms, I guarantee not only you will die, but everyone here will die too!"
"Additionally, my girlfriend and I have been threatened by you French people. You should compensate us for the emotional distress, shouldn't you?"
"Emotional distress compensation?"
Fort was suddenly stunned. What the hell? Clearly, you're the one killing people here, and we're all scared to death by you, this Heavenly God, and now you're asking us for emotional distress compensation?