Martha looked at the mountain of corpses piled up behind him and asked, “All your subordinates are dead, so who else are you expecting to come and save you?”

Juarez blurted out, “My girlfriend! She will come for me if I don’t get back! We will be saved as long as we can stay alive until she comes!”

Martha sneered and said, “I really can’t figure out how you could have been the boss for so many years with that kind of intelligence.”

Having said that, she pointed above and said coldly, “Don’t