C327 Blood Sacrifice

Zhou Mu closed his eyes and did not rest for two minutes before the phone in his pocket rang.

Zhou Mu frowned with a slight headache. To him, the ringing of the phone meant trouble.

After all, once the ringing of the phone rang, Zhou Mu knew that it was a call from Zhou Hao.

During this period of time, every time Zhou Hao called him, it was not good news.

Therefore