Dong Jian let out a roar, but Ke Qing was the president of the Weapon Association. How could he possibly be caught and forced into hard labor? Someone must be deceiving him!
Moreover, he had just spoken to him over the phone the day before yesterday, it couldn't be possible for him to be captured!
"How could it not be possible?" Xiao Feng said calmly, looking at him as if to say no tears would be shed until the coffin was sealed.
He handed Dong Jian a cell phone, with Ke Qing listed in the contacts.
Dong Jian could recite Ke Qing's phone number by heart, so when he saw this string of numbers, he was shocked to his core!
Looking into Xiao Feng's determined eyes, it felt like a stone was gradually sinking to the bottom of the ocean within him.
Hoping to grab onto the last straw, he still, with hope, pressed the dial button.
The phone rang and rang, but the call didn't go through.
His heart felt like it was sinking deeper into the sea, causing him to completely panic.