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The thin man couldn't help frowning slightly, but he relaxed it soon.
"Didn't I hear that girl Zixuan found a crafty knife, which seems to be able to restrain that thing in your body?"
"Why, that knife doesn't work either?"
Grandpa Mu Zixuan didn't speak, but shook his head again.
At this time, No.1 sitting on the right side of the skinny man suddenly smacked his mouth twice and muttered:
"I didn't get anything back, who knows if it will work or not."
The thin man was stunned, turned his head to look, and said:
"Didn't get it back? What's going on?"
"What else can happen, isn't it..."
"Okay, old bear, stop talking!"
Grandpa Mu Zixuan suddenly made a sound, interrupting the man's words.
"Team leader, there is no need to say anything about me."
"It's my luck to be able to live until now, and if I force myself to live, I will only lose Zixuan's blessing."
"It's better to let nature take its course and resign to fate."
The thin man slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile:
"Old Mu, Zixuan heard what you said, so what kind of trouble might it cause?"
As he spoke, his face straightened, and he continued:
"Also, don't blame me for speaking badly."
"Based on the few things in your body, if you can live an extra day, it is equivalent to helping the big guy an extra day."
"The longer you live, the more peaceful lives we can have, right?"
Hearing this, Grandpa Mu Zixuan thought of something.
His eyes dimmed a bit, he lowered his head and sighed.
At the same time, the faces of other people present also became a little awkward.
Seeing this, the skinny man was stunned for a second before reacting.
In this conference room, except for him, everyone else is in their seventies and eighties.
Maybe one day if you are unlucky, you will return to the west with a crane.
What he said is equivalent to saying that these old guys are time bombs.
Suddenly, the skinny man wanted to slap himself.
He glanced at the others awkwardly, and found that the atmosphere was becoming more and more gloomy, so he quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, before the meeting, I heard that something happened to a branch of the underworld. Do you know what happened?"
Grandpa Mu Zixuan raised his head and said:
"I heard that there was a supernatural event. It happened that Zixuan was nearby. I have already notified her to check."
"Calculating the time, she should be here soon. I'll make a call and ask her."
Before he finished speaking, his mobile phone on the table rang.
Mu Zixuan's name was impressively displayed on the screen.
The old man answered the phone, turned on the speakerphone, and said loudly:
"Zi Xuan, have you arrived, what's the situation there now?"
"Dead, all dead."
Mu Zixuan's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone.
In the conference room, the seven people looked at each other in blank dismay.
"What's dead, tell me clearly." Grandpa Mu Zixuan said in a deep voice.
"hiss…"
Mu Zixuan's deep breathing was clearly heard on the phone.
It seems to be regulating his emotions.
A few seconds later, the voice came again.
"The people in the underworld...all died."
Immediately, the bodies of the seven trembled in unison.
Apart from seven heavy gasps, there was no other sound in the conference room.
After a while, the thin man said solemnly:
"Xiaomu, are you really sure that everyone in that branch of the underworld is dead? No one is alive?"
"I'm sure."
Mu Zixuan's voice was decisive.
"I've already gone to the building to check everything, from the peripheral members to the judge, all of them are dead."
Hearing this, he didn't wait for the skinny man to speak.
Grandpa Mu Zixuan stood up and said anxiously:
"What! You're already in?"
Mu Zixuan alone would definitely not be able to handle the trick that could kill everyone in the underworld branch.
She ran in so recklessly, the old man couldn't help feeling anxious.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm fine."
On the other end of the phone, Mu Zixuan heard Grandpa's worry, and quickly comforted her.