At that moment, President Bai and this Elder Ji Xing next to him weren't far above this apartment building. The two of them had just turned around and teleported to the top floor of this apartment building. They had just bought this place at a price that the original owner couldn't refuse in order to keep an eye on Elder Zuo Wu's movements.
The truth was that President Bai had already anticipated Elder Zuo Wu's failure in this operation. Before Elder Zuo Wu made his move, he had specially found a fortune-teller to do a divination, and the result of the divination was a vicious one.
At that moment, the surveillance camera was showing Elder Zuo Wu's secret dark room, which had been transformed into an underground supermarket. The moment before he left, President Bai had left behind an Eye of Nothingness. It was his own eyeball which had been directly plucked out of its socket to be used for surveillance when necessary.
Because of his powerful self-healing ability, any organ in his body was dispensable to him. Even if his heart was dug out, it could grow back in an instant. So when the Demon Hunters Association had just started, President Bai had specifically found black market merchants who bought the organs of high-level cultivators, and relied on selling his own organs to hoard a lot of money.
Through the image from the eyeball, President Bai was monitoring everything that was happening in the supermarket at that moment.
As he looked at the image, Ji Xing's voice came from the side. "I was wondering why Lord President let Zuo Wu go. It turns out you already expected him to commit suicide?"
As he spoke, the beautiful man didn't forget to take out a powder puff to fix his slightly cracked makeup. His makeup was too thick, and sometimes the slightest smile could cause the powder to fall off or crack, so he always carried a powder puff with him to touch up his makeup from time to time.
President Bai leaned back on the sofa, the black Wuji umbrella floating quietly above his head behind him as he said indifferently, "After all, Zuo Wu has been with me for many years, and I know his nature quite well."
While he hadn't chosen to directly kill Elder Zuo Wu just now because of their many years of relationship as master and servant, it was actually only a very small part of it.
If he really cared about friendship, he wouldn't have deliberately attacked Elder Zuo Wu when Elder Zuo Wu was seriously injured just now, causing him a second injury.
In fact, it was that attack that had clearly told Elder Zuo Wu his attitude.
Elder Zuo Wu had to die.
However, President Bai hoped that Elder Zuo Wu would do it himself.
This way, he would feel less guilty.
Of course, it didn't matter if Elder Zuo Wu didn't understand what he meant.
He would have Elder Ji Xing act on his behalf and get rid of Elder Zuo Wu.
But looking at the current situation, there was really no need for that.
"Elder Zuo Wu has followed Lord President for many years. If Elder Zuo Wu really died, Lord President would probably be very sad, right?" Ji Xing sneered.
Sad?
Perhaps …
"If I have time in the future, I'll go to Zuo Wu's grave to light incense for him on New Year's and other festivals." President Bai said, "We don't have much time left … This is all for the smooth execution of the master plan."
Elder Ji Xing raised his eyebrows. He knew what the master plan President Bai was talking about was … This master plan was the ultimate goal of the Demon Hunters Association in expanding its power in Huaxiu nation all these years. Everything was for the sake of obtaining the grade thirteen spell "Moon Burial Spell" which Devil King had left behind in Beast King's Remains back then. As long as they could obtain this world-destroying spell, everything would be under the control of the Demon Hunters Association and "Night Chief."
Since they were planning for great things, appropriate sacrifices were necessary.
For the sake of the "Moon Burial Plan," Night Chief had already put in a lot of effort from the moment they set up the "Demon Hunters Association" in Huaxiu nation.
At that moment, President Bai stared at the image from his eyeball on the monitor and smiled mysteriously. "You're right this time, Ji Xing."
"My judgement has always been accurate. The Limitless Umbrella in the President's hand was forged by me. Since I was the one who made this Wuji Umbrella in Lord President's hand, I naturally have a special sensitivity to materials. Back then, I used forty-nine pieces of holy beast fur to forge this Wuji Umbrella. Even after I finished refining it, there are still some flaws, but now … "
Ji Xing smiled and stared at the silhouette of the silver-haired young man in the monitor. "From the looks of it, we can finally make up for this shortcoming … In order to obtain Devil King's level 13 technique, the Ultimate Umbrella is also the key."
Looking at the monitor image again, the two of them could already see Elder Zuo Wu take out the "Tian Gang Grenade" from his crotch with an excited expression on his face …
…
…
"Brother Silver, is there a way to stop him?" At the same time, in the SUV, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was also looking at the image projected by Little Silver's clone.
He had wanted Little Silver to try and stop him, but he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Sometimes, a person's imagination was just too terrifying … Little Silver actually hadn't said anything at all, but this Elder Zuo Wu had already started to get excited, as if it was useless no matter who tried to persuade him.
Then, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw the resolute look in Elder Zuo Wu's eyes … there was a strong sense of deja vu in the sect leader's righteous decision to sacrifice himself for the sake of everyone else when the six major sects besieged Light Sect.
Because of his family's connection to the Tang Sect, a major hidden weapons sect, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had a certain understanding of hidden weapons. If the Tian Gang Grenade was detonated at a distance, it wouldn't kill you … But the problem now was that Elder Zuo Wu was seriously injured, and if it was detonated at such a close distance, he would undoubtedly die.
No way, this Elder Zuo Wu had to be saved …
Although Little Silver's holy beast blood could heal injuries, it couldn't completely bring people back to life.
There was only one way …
While driving, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was quick-witted and immediately texted Wang Ling. "Brother Ling! Are you there?! It's urgent! I know you're spying! "
Wang Ling replied almost instantly: "…"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "It's an emergency. I've caught an elder of the Demon Hunters Association, and he wants to commit suicide. Do you have a way to bring him back to life?"
Wang Ling's reply was very simple: "Restricted access, I can't get out."
It was obvious that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had already expected this. "Then can I ask Brother Ling to help me deliver something to Brother Silver's clone?"
Wang Ling: "?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal replied with two words: "Soul Suppression Ring." This was the only way he could think of to bring Elder Zuo Wu back to life unscathed.
Wang Ling: "…"
"It's just a transmission … it shouldn't be broken, right, Brother Ling?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal reluctantly took off the "Soul Suppression Ring." "I bought one hundred million yuan insurance!"
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