C127 Who is he

Sun Fucheng nodded his head with a cold smile, then walked in front of A Boke who had a terrified expression, and slashed deeply into A Boke's throat.

"Help, help …" At this moment, a mournful cry for help came from the side of the cell. Zhang Minghai couldn't help but furrow his brows. Just by the sound alone, he was able to determine that it was the white prisoner from before