"I know, my son is definitely gone, he sent me a dream!"

Zhao Yong's father's tears flowed down, "Say, where did you get my son?"

Don't tell me I don't know, it's you who killed me!"

At this moment, Zhao Yong's father was almost crazy and could not listen to anything.

"Today...you four...no one can leave!"

Zhao Yong's father laughed nervously, "I'll pay my son's life, tell me where Zhao Yong is, I'll leave you with a whole body! Otherwise, it'll only... turn into minced meat!"

More than a dozen men behind Zhao Yong's father all drew their weapons.

Dagger, machete, axe...

"But... don't worry!"

Zhao Yong's father suddenly laughed, "You are not alone today... Wang Hui, someone is accompanying you on the way!"

Wang Hui's heart was thrilled.

"Xiaohui!"

Behind him, Guan Fengyao's voice came.

Wang Hui turned around suddenly.

His expression changed drastically.

Under the coercion of two horsemen, Guan Fengyao slowly approached the factory.

Behind him was Fang Jiwei who looked smiling.

Wang Hui's heart sank to the bottom.

Tonight, it was obviously a game made by Zhao Yong's father and Fang Jiwei.
Chapter completed!