Chapter 810: How Dare You Call Us Despicable? (1)

"Come on! Bring Wang Biao to the court!"

In a daze, Wang Biao seemed to hear such a phrase, thinking to himself that the case was already closed, so why was there still a trial?

When he opened his eyes, he saw himself locked in a pitch-black little room, with cold gusts all around.

He couldn't help but shiver.

"Creak!"

The door was pushed open, and Wang Biao was scared out of his wits—the ones who came in were Ox-Head and Horse-Face!

"Is there really a Hell?" Wang Biao recalled in detail that he had indeed been executed by firing squad, and perhaps thinking that he was already dead, he wasn't as frightened of the ghost messengers.

"Move!"

After they came in, Ox-Head and Horse-Face immediately grabbed Wang Biao without any explanation and started to lead him out.

"Ghost Messenger big brother, where are we going?"

"To the Hall of King Yama for trial!"