Everyone was a little confused. Since Cai Wanwan was already here, let him come in. Why did he have to let everyone go look for him? Zhou Ming was originally wondering why he didn't talk about him in the chat, but inadvertently
Seeing Jin Zhong, the leader of Yin Hall, always lowering his head, and vaguely seeing his sad expression, I couldn't help but feel a little bit in my heart. Could it be that something happened to Cai Wan Wan? At that moment, he stopped talking and stood up following the chat.
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Although everyone was unwilling, they couldn't disobey the gang leader's order, so they all stood up and followed the chat and walked out. The headquarters building of the Wolf Gang is majestic and has a unique interior. If someone who is not familiar with this place walks in, he will definitely be confused.
After turning eight corners, I lost my way. Following the chat, the hall leaders took several detours and came to the door of a warehouse. The door of the warehouse was closed tightly, and a gloomy cold air leaked out from time to time. The door was also heavily guarded by more than 20 capable soldiers.
The men lined up in two lines. When they saw the gang leader and the hall leaders approaching, they all lowered their heads early.
When he came here, Zhou Ming noticed that all the hall masters were silent, their brows were furrowed, and their expressions were a little unnatural. Zhou Ming quietly walked to Jin Zhong and asked, "What is this place?"
Jin Zhong still lowered his head, but squeezed out three words from his mouth: "Morgue! And only the hall master and above are qualified to put corpses here!"
Zhou Ming's heart was pounding. Chatting brought them here to find tens of millions of dollars. Wouldn't that be...[
Zhuo Dan forced a smile and said: "Gang leader, why did you bring us here? Could it be that Cai Wanwan did something wrong and you sent him here to see the corpse?" How could Zhuo Dan, as smart as he is, not guess this?
The real purpose of chatting and bringing everyone here? It’s just that she still held on to a little fantasy, hoping it was just a misunderstanding.
Without saying a word during the chat, he ordered someone to open the door and walked in first, followed by the hall masters. There were more than ten dark coffins neatly arranged in the warehouse, making it even more eerie and chilly. Jin Zhong walked as he walked.
He introduced to Zhou Ming in a low voice: "These are the hall masters who died in battle. More than 20 years have passed, and the number of coffins has become more and more."
Everyone's faces turned pale when illuminated by the faint incandescent light. Everyone who had been to this place had quietly discovered a subtle problem: there was an extra coffin. But still no one spoke, and everyone followed behind the chatter,
Walking cautiously, as if heading to an unknown and terrifying place.