"Bring him out.
I want to see whether he is a tough guy or a tough talker!"
Following Yamaguchi Aoki's words, two consecrated experts of Yamaguchi Group immediately walked towards the third cell with a cold grin.
"Master Song!"
"Dojo Master!"
Seeing this, the originally quiet prison immediately became stirred. Countless people stood up and angrily glared at Yamaguchi Aoki while cursing.
It was obvious that Song Zhifeng had a lot of prestige among everyone.
An old man in a black training suit suddenly stood up from the fourth cell and punched the steel pillar. His eyes were filled with rage, "Yamaguchi Aoki, if you want to take someone with you, take me, Meng Zixiang instead. Don't you dare touch Old Song!"
However, the two cultivation consecrators ignored him. They opened the door of the third cell and reached out to grab Song Zhifeng.
"Don't touch me, I can walk by myself!"
