Just as he was about to speak, the man raised the wrench and slammed it solidly against the back of Mu Xinhang’s head with a dull crunch.
Mu Xinhang’s mouth twitched, and he raised a hand to grab at his attacker, but caught nothing.
"Hello?" Mu Gang’s voice still came through the phone. "Xinhang! Xinhang, can you hear me? Is the Junior Protector dead? Hello? Xinhang? Can you hear me?"
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