C92 Threat?

"Hrm …"

Xu Dahai's face turned red, the intense pain caused the veins on his forehead to pop out, blood mixed with apple dregs stuck onto his face, making him look extremely miserable.

However, Hu Yovde's expression was still gloomy, he took the phone and placed it in front of Xu Dahai, and said: "Call your son!"

Xu Dahai panted violently, but his eyes were still as tough as ever