A Few Less Words

"Wait!" The Candle Bearer's hoarse voice carried a hint of amusement.

The Judge had already been made to look thoroughly pathetic. When someone interrupted him, his tone was inevitably a little displeased. "Old Ghost, what are you trying to do?"

The Candle Bearer's gaze swept over the group surrounded on all sides. After the fight just now, only eight people were still alive, including Officer Wu. Among them was Fu Fu, unconscious and unresponsive. Officer Wu was protecting her behind her, with only a few bullets left in her gun.

As the public face of this operation, she was highly valuable to the Night Watch. The main reason they hadn't all rushed forward was that they wanted to take her alive and pry information out of her.

But she wouldn't give them that chance. She was ready to save her last bullet for herself if the worst came to pass.

They weren't at the end of the road yet. She still had one last card to play. But what nearly drove her mad with rage was that she couldn't understand why that card still hadn't been played. Mr. Luo had already...

"Heh... heh..." The Candle Bearer let out a laugh that seemed to rise from deep in his throat, then spoke slowly. "I'll give you a chance to live. Whether you take it is up to you."

"W-what... what chance?" someone asked, unable to stop himself. His voice trembled.

"If you want to live, kill one of your companions and cut off his head. Bring it to me, and I'll let you go." The Candle Bearer lifted his head, a cruel smile on his lips.

"In your dreams!" Officer Wu cursed. She instinctively wanted to shoot the Candle Bearer, but remembered that her bullets had no effect on him before