At this moment, Mitsubishi Jirō and Sato Muzai did not realize that danger was creeping closer to them step by step. The Death God had already raised the deadly scythe in hand, ready to claim their lives!
Lin Fan glanced into the private room. Besides Mitsubishi Jirō and Sato Muzai, there were also two bodyguards dressed in black standing by. Their waists were bulging, clearly carrying weapons!
Just as Lin Fan was contemplating the fastest way to deal with all the people inside the private room, the door was suddenly pushed open!
A big man rushed into the room, panting heavily!
Seeing it was his own bodyguard, Mitsubishi Jirō's eyes instantly flared with anger as he shouted, "What sort of behavior is this, panicking like that!"
"Mr. Mitsubishi, it's bad! The two bodyguards downstairs were just assassinated!" the big man shouted urgently.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Sato Muzai immediately stood up, his face filled with shock!
