Li Yu stood in front of these people, the car lights slantingly illuminating his face, half bright, half shadowed.
Just like Li Yu's heart at the moment.
To kill or not to kill?
Through earlier inquiries, he learned that these people were ordinary civilians from Safe City.
There were also three or four who had surrendered and disarmed, originally underlings of Hua Chuanlong.
Li Yu looked at these hundreds of people, his heart icy cold, while the others beside him looked to him, waiting for his order.
Li Yu was about to raise his gun, but then he suddenly remembered the construction materials recently stockpiled in the base.
At the beginning of this year's meetings, he had thought about expanding the base. These people might be of use.
Although there were already over a hundred people in the base, the expansion required a lot of manpower.
And among those in the base, all had their own tasks, and it was time to prepare for spring plowing.
