ords, her mouth opened wide. 。Just as I was about to explain, I saw the fat man roll up the car window and swallow my words back into my stomach. I let out a small sigh and my face turned a little sou...Seeing the head of the three-member group, Sato Ichiro, sitting in the president's chair with a perpetually gloomy expression, all the bigwigs remained silent. They didn't even dare to whisper amongst themselves, but instead sat solemnly in their designated positions, awaiting the start of the meeting.

Instead of hastily announcing the start of the meeting, Satoichiro seemed to be waiting for someone and was flipping through a document in his hand. 。At that moment, Satō Ichirō's secretary pushed open the door and rushed to Satō Ichirō's side, bending down to whisper a few words in his ear. 。From beginning to end, Sato Ichirō didn't say a word, only his face grew increasingly grim. 。After finishing, the secretary respectfully bowed and then backed out of the conference room, gently closing the door behind her. 。After the secretary left, Sato Ichiro only coughed once. 。As everyone knows, the meeting is about to begin!And Fujiwara Kazuhiko, the three-mouth consultant who has been sitting beside Sato Ichiro, remains silent. 。Such meetings have always been presided over by him. 。But judging from his cold and gloomy face at this moment, everyone had already guessed what was going on. 。While sitting across from him was Kawainai Ku, though his face was also cold, the slight upward curl of his mouth held a smirk that was both aloof and smug. 。"To gather you all together again" 。"At this point, Sato Ichiro spoke up. "I presume everyone has already guessed..." 。Okay, all of our ninjas deployed to South Africa for the mission, including Jonin Aoi Onoda and top-ranked Chunin Taro Okajima, are deceased. 。At this point, his face had turned extremely ugly. 。Although the loss of these dozen or so ninjas was like a drop in the bucket for the San-nin. 。d.Let's make a bet. You throw a punch, and if you take a step back, you lose a bottle of liquor. How about itThe fat man stared at Tie Xiong, his eyes full of provocation. Aren't you very confident in...