Chapter 242

"Falcon, quickly order your men to attack. Whether to spare his life is up to you." Lina said indifferently.

Falcon lit a cigarette, looking at Theophilus with a mocking face: "Foolish Empyrian, facing my team, how do you feel before dying?"

"Feel?" Theophilus shook his head, smirking: "You guys are too weak."

"Weak?" Falcon laughed loudly as if he heard something hilarious: "Oh my god, what are you saying? What's in your head, manure?"

Lina couldn't help but laugh, too. This Theophilus was so interesting, he was really amusing.

How could there be such a talented person in this world?

With thirty people aiming guns at him, he could still act so arrogantly and fiercely?

"I admire your courage." Falcon waved his hand and said: "I've decided, for now, I won't shoot you to pieces. That would be boring."

"Do you think we're too weak