Wanting to Do a Few Things

Chen Mu's expression was a little dull when he received the news.

The fatty had died!

In front of him, Xi Ping's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was covered in tears. Bogner's face had turned pale but remained utterly calm to a scary extent. Chen Mu and Bogner did have a bad feeling before but hadn't thought the feeling would be so directly confirmed.

"It's Faya!" Bogner's voice was low. "They're the only ones who could make such a move at this time."

The more Bogner spoke, the deeper his tone became and the darker his gaze. He had limited power at that time, and it was the boss's base. He couldn't take advantage to do something for himself.

If it had been earlier… Bogner was clenching his fist too tightly; his knuckles were white, and his veins were popping out.

"Don't we have any way to do something?" Having restored his calm, Chen Mu suddenly opened his mouth to say something utterly surprising to Bogner and Xi Ping.