Jude entered the comment section where the foreigners were busy bragging.
Take good care of that Nightberry, okay?
A foreigner asked whether he knew what the Nightberry did.
You don't need to know.
Then the foreigner asked whether, judging by his words, he was the famous last tester.
That's right.
Feng's aide offered a deal: tell them what the fruit did, and in exchange, they would give him some.
Sorry, but I'm the type who prefers taking things by force over receiving them peacefully.
Do you think you'll be fine against bullets?
You can check for yourself later.
After that, there were no more comments from the last tester.
What the hell is this guy?
Feng ground his teeth and gave his subordinates an order. "If he shows up, shoot him dead. Understand?"
"Yes."
However, unlike the furious Feng, his subordinates answered without any emotion.
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