If Lu Yu hadn't insisted on keeping them alive, Liu Tao would have directly blasted them, crushing the demon hearts within them, letting them die completely.
Fan Long's spine was broken, and he stood up with difficulty, leaning against the wall, while the flesh around his waist wriggled constantly, trying to repair the broken vertebrae.
Actually, for him, whether the spine could conduct nerve responses didn't matter. With the power of the demon heart, he could control bodily movements without needing nerve responses to control muscles.
His bent back was painful, and without the spine being intact, it was difficult for his body to stand straight.
Zheng Zhe had initially wanted to use the two people in his hands to threaten Liu Tao, but seeing Liu Tao's totally indifferent expression towards them and his intention to continue flicking marbles, he could only admit defeat and drop them, helping the incapacitated Fan Long escape.
"Did I permit you to run away?"
