In the parliamentary hall of the Xianjin Group, a board member directly said, "Hahaha! Come, let's drink a toast together to celebrate the death of Xu Hao!"
Immediately, someone raised their glass to meet his, celebrating the victory of this battle.
However, Li Guiyuan's expression was not so relaxed.
He knew something about Xu Hao's strength, and the firepower unleashed by these ten light firearms shooters might not necessarily be enough to kill Xu Hao.
Gradually, people noticed that the firepower on the screen had weakened.
A Fusang person laughed, "Hahaha! Xu Hao must have already been killed, that's why the attack has weakened. Otherwise, these attacks would definitely continue."
"Yes, Xu Hao is definitely dead!"
Li Dechang's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "Who ordered the firepower to be reduced?"
Everyone looked at each other, shaking their heads and saying "I don't know."
