Chapter 620: Reactions from All Sides

Kunka's face remained constantly fluctuating between shadow and light, his brows furrowing from time to time. 。That venomous gaze also shifted and changed, sometimes cold and calculating, sometimes f...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. 。e-like nose - it was He Er, who had just been kicked away by Ye Fan.At this moment, his hand was clutching a bone-white dagger, the blade pressed against a delicate and smooth face.This face, with its...