C976 Tragedy.

Seeing Wang Fugui's confident look, Nie Feng couldn't help but frown. Wang Fugui still had a trump card? Then what was this trump card?

Wang Fugui seemed to have seen through Nie Feng's thoughts. He smiled and said, "Nie Feng, to tell you the truth, Xue Yichen is in my hands. Before I came, I already fed him poison and locked him up in a place only I know."

"If I don't return within an hour