Chapter 45: Curse·Love·Heart

"Boss, emergency treatment is done, please try not to engage in any strenuous activities..."

"Boss, the Red Lion and that guy are almost here, should we first..."

The leader held his neck, taking heavy breaths.

"Everyone else retreat, leave only the feathers."

The leader sat on the chair, seemingly not preparing to move in the least.

The safe house was silent, the subordinates who were just talking incessantly were now silent. A quiet, short person walked up to the side of the leader of Wing of Death, bowed, and said.

"Mr. Leader, you now have only five feathers that can fight. I think I should also—"

"Triple the commission, it's already in your account."