Seeing the group of guards kneeling, contempt flashed across Wang Hetian and Wang Zhishan's faces.

A bunch of cartilage.

If the other party is not Huaixu, they really don’t want to come to such a place in person and lower their status.

Wang Heshan looked at Zheng Ze and said, "You really should tell your teacher, don't let his mistakes hurt so many innocent people."

Zheng Ze doesn't know what to do now.

Half an hour ago, Fang Yu called him and asked him to say what he had just said, and then hung up.

In this situation, he really doesn't know what to do to be the right one.

"Stop talking nonsense with such servants."

Wang Zhishan took a few steps forward, suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Zheng Ze's neck, and raised him up.

"We can't see Wang Wenshan, Fang Yu... Huaixu will never see you again." Wang Zhishan said with murderous intent with red eyes.

"Unfortunately, if hell did not exist, you would never see Wang Wenshan again."

At this moment, a lazy voice came from the side.

Wang Zhishan's face changed slightly, and he was about to turn his head.

"ah!"

But the next second, he felt a severe pain coming from his right hand, screamed, covered his right arm, and retreated repeatedly.
Chapter completed!