C1185 Death Is like Extinguishing a Lamp

"Gone ~" Mu Tian sighed deeply and his eyes lit up with tears. "It's good to be gone."

"Only if he leaves will we be able to survive."

"Mazhong's family should still have parents, right?" Mu Tian asked.

"He has an old mother." The man in black nodded, "What do you mean, boss?"

As he spoke, he made a gesture to wipe his neck