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As he finished speaking, a person was dragged in.

She raised her head tremblingly, and then she saw clearly who the person was. Su Wei's black eyes flashed with darkness, and his voice was trembling: "Wang Zhixian."

While trembling, Wang Zhixian heard the threat from Su Wei, but he did not expect that this man would directly threaten him with his parents in his hometown.

Initially, he refused to let go until the bodies of his parents were delivered to him.

Strong hatred surged out instantly. If he had known who Su Wei was, he would have taken the gamble.

Looking at Su Wei, Wang Zhixian's eyes were full of resentment: "The fourth prince is him, Su Wei. Not only did he swallow the official food sent by the court behind his back, but he also hired a group of people to pretend to be the Su family behind his back.

Bandits killed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Ahhhh!" Su Wei shook violently and roared towards Wang Zhixian.

His eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were filled with coldness: "Wang, what the hell are you talking about? Maybe you framed me for the sake of monopolizing the imperial court's political misfortune."

However, Wang Zhixian seemed to have heard something ridiculous and laughed loudly: "Su Wei, villains like you are going to hell. I am just a small place.

What do parents do that I don’t need you to do? The final decision is made, and now the blame is thrown on me. Do you think everyone is a fool? "

"I have confessed to all the crimes. Even if it means death, I will drag you to hell." After saying this, he looked at Su Wei's eyes, filled with the joy of revenge.

Feng Chuhao directly asked Wang Zhixian to be dragged away, and looked at Su Wei coldly: "How is it? Mr. Su is still unwilling to say it now?"

He waved his hand and whipped down: "There are many ways to extract confessions during encounters, but only those with strong willpower will get away with it."

"No, Mr. Su." Feng Chuhao's tone was completely sarcastic.

"I'm afraid people like this won't last long, so I chose the simplest method for Mr. Su."

After speaking, his tone became colder: "Here comes someone."

The person who took action this time was the man wearing a ghost mask next to Feng Chuhao, who directly stuffed a pill into Su Wei's mouth.

"Next, let's take a good look at Mr. Su's performance."

Su Wei's neck immediately burst with veins, his face turned red, and he pinched his neck with his hands, trying to pull out the pill.

Seeing Su Wei struggling desperately, Feng Chuhao raised his eyebrows: "It's begun."

Su Wei struggled to get away, but at the only moment when he had a glimmer of clarity, he still didn't have the courage to bite his tongue and commit suicide, and soon his eyes became blurred.

Soon, he told everything he knew.

The people present were shocked when they heard this and lowered their heads, fearing that if they knew too much they would be killed and silenced.

It didn't stop until there was a big pile of paper on the table.

"Your Highness." The man wearing the ghost mask was reminding Feng Chuhao.

"I know." When Feng Chuhao heard the man's voice, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he recovered.

"Hurry up and send these eight hundred miles back to me immediately." Immediately, a man ran in carrying a cylinder, carefully put these things in, and then left.

"Walk him awake." Feng Chuhao wanted to kill Su Wei directly, but unfortunately this man couldn't die yet.

After all, his eldest brother is now neither alive nor dead.

"Should we?" Looking at the person delivering the emergency report, Xiaoqiu felt a little anxious.

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice came to my ears: "Guess a lot of robbers think why officials don't dare to rob express newspapers?"

Mulin crossed his arms and looked at Xiaoqiu, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"You." Xiaoqiu looked at him angrily.

"No need, since we already know their purpose, there is no need to do anything more." Poria looked at the man with cold eyes as he hurried away.

"Master, what should we do next? No matter what purpose Feng Chuhao has, since he has received the order and came to Shannan, he will handle matters here on behalf of the prince."

And judging from his appearance, it seems that he has been handled well by the guidance of an expert.

Jin Wu rubbed the edge of the tea cup and tapped it again and again. The wall of the cup was vibrated, creating circles of ripples.

When the ripples gradually shrank and disappeared, the water surface calmed down, and Jin Wu's fingers stopped: "Go back to Feng Country as soon as possible."

"Master Jin, what good idea is there? I can't show up now, or find a suitable opportunity to show up." A strange man with ordinary appearance but extraordinary temperament sat next to Fu Ling.


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