Han Chufeng hadn't finished speaking when Zhou Yu interrupted him abruptly.
"Do you know what has happened to Shi Zonghua?"
Han Chufeng was startled.
"No, what happened to him?"
"He's dead!"
Zhou Yu said indifferently.
"Dead?" Han Chufeng was shocked.
"Who did it?"
"I did!"
Han Chufeng's complexion changed drastically!
"You..."
Zhou Yu took out his phone and tossed it to Han Chufeng, speaking flatly.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, now you can call your uncle to save you."
Han Chufeng was completely dumbfounded by Zhou Yu.
He didn't know what Zhou Yu was up to.
"You have ten seconds, if you don't call, you die."
Han Chufeng gritted his teeth.
"This is your own doing, don't blame me."
With that, he immediately dialed his uncle Han Tang's number.
"Uncle, save me."
"I'm at the Tang Feng Nightclub, I've been beaten by an Innate master, and he even crippled one of my legs."
An icy voice came from the other end of the phone.
