Luobo looked nervously at Gerard approaching him— it should be Bai Wei now.
The image of Bai Wei pressing Dark's head into the blender had left a deep psychological scar on him, especially since Dark's braincase, mutilated like watermelon rind, lay not far from him; all he had to do was look up to see it, which made him dizzy as if he were about to faint at any second.
But he forced himself to hold on.
Bai Wei walked up to Luobo, sizing him up with interest. Having finally taken over Gerard's body, Bai Wei did not intend to give it back so soon.
"Interesting," Bai Wei said as he looked at the iron rod beside Luobo, then bent down to pick it up, playing with it in his hand, and smilingly asked, "I assume this rod isn't meant to attack me, right?"
"No, of course not," Luobo shook his head and replied, "I just wanted to help you kill Dark."
"Hmm, I can see that," Bai Wei nodded and smiled again, "If you had meant to attack me with it, I would have to attack you right now."
