"So, what you're saying is that it doesn't matter who stays and who leaves?"

"What else?"

"So what are you going to do when Pan Han attacks your hometown?"

"Hahaha, that's a good question. When that day comes, I'll offer it to you with both hands. This world is going to change! If you can't see this, you've lived in vain." The bald man took a deep puff of his cigarette, his eyes blurred and his whole body relaxed.

"Old 0, when did you start lying down? Was it after you had your heart transplant?"

"Am I lying down?"

"That's not called lying down!"

"I always go with the flow, never against it. Maybe you don't know me well enough."

After hearing this, the bald men fell silent and began to think about what No. 0 meant.

A few minutes later, No. 1 slowly opened his eyes and stared coldly at No. 0: "You don't know Chief Eli's ultimate goal, do you?"

"Haha. Old No. 1! On the contrary, I have now given up thinking about what the ultimate goal is." No. 0 blew out a smoke ring and his expression relaxed again.

"This is crazy! This is all fucking crazy!" Number 1 angrily slammed the table and looked at Number 0 furiously: "If this continues, the Zodiac will have no reason to exist."

The other bald men had confused expressions, as if they were trapped in a maze, going around in circles for nine years but unable to find the exit.

"Everyone, we've known each other for so many years. Although we've had our share of struggles, we've finally come together. As your elder brother, I'm giving you a piece of advice: just lie back and relax."

After saying that, No. 0 pressed the button, the conference room door opened, and several secretaries came in and stood behind everyone.

"Today's meeting ends here. Long live the Zodiac!" No. 0 stood up, opened his arms and shouted loudly.

"Long live the Zodiac!"

Several other bald men also had to stand up and shout slogans.