Lin Mu received the phone.
Moments later, Lin Mu's eyelids drooped, his brow full of a sinister killing intent, and he said coldly, "Our Alliance Hierarch is really something, two Extraordinary Killers, killed just like that, the sharp blade hasn't dulled."
Meng Wei ignored Lin Mu's admiration and asked, "What are your thoughts?"
Lin Mu replied, "What else can there be to think? This matter is being handled by Mr. Ling, so it's best we inform that Mr. Ling, only he can command those Extraordinary Killers."
Meng Wei: "What I'm concerned about is not that, I'm concerned about what we should do if he truly survives those Extraordinary Killers."
Lin Mu gave a cold smile, "Since we've chosen to do this, there's no medicine for regret."
Once it's done, there's no turning back, this isn't a child's game, we can only close our eyes and walk down the path to the end.
Besides, this is just the beginning.
"I'm not concerned about this either."
