Moreover, Shigeru Kawagami himself was the previous group chief. After Gin Dojima took over his position, the old guy retreated from the front line.

For a moment, Kikuchi Musashi was in a mess, and it was really too much information to believe.

“He is 100% reliable.”

The cold middle-aged voice on the other end of the phone said: "Kawakami Shigemoto has been trapped in the super level for too long. Before he was 60 years old, he wanted to attack the Lin field no matter what. We promised him two A-grade food cell injections..."

hiss!

Taking a cool air, Kikuchi Musashi's eyes were greedy.

"What's more, Shigeru Kawakami's only son is a waste, without the slightest talent of a chef, so he needs more food cell injections to make up for his son's shortcomings..." A sarcastic speech came from the phone.

"Okay, I get it!"

"I plan to do something in the past two days and cut off the Nakiri's wings first!"

Kikuchi Musashi hung up the phone, laughed sinisterly, and watched the live TV broadcast.

Is it a halberd?

Or use other means?

"By the way!"
Chapter completed!