C90 Victorious thumping

"Wang Zhentian, Qiu Tiansan, please come with us." In a secret chamber, Gao Yu looked at the fat head Wang Zhentian as he sneered.

Behind Gao Yu were dozens of soldiers, all armed to the teeth. They gripped the pitch-black 95 positions tightly, as if Wang Zhentian would make any move and immediately kill him.

"What are you doing, I'm not a traitor!" Wang Zhentian trembled in fear.

"Heh heh