"Ah--" Just as Ye Fan was about to say something, Xubian walked out of the door of the room and suddenly a scream came.

The sound is not only rapid, but also very shrill.

"Don't come out!"

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and he walked out like a whirlwind with a short gun.

As soon as he rushed out of the door, his whole body was stiff and there was an indescribable coldness.

The dozens of people brought by Park Haugen all fell at the entrance of the Sanbu elevator, with their throats shattered and their bodies stained with blood.

Park Haugen in the wheelchair was no longer resentful or domineering, but was trembling with panic.

His neck was held by a fair hand, thick, powerful, and sharp nails.

Blood flowed between the nails.

Ye Fan looked up and saw a woman in black wrapped tightly, pinching Park Haogen's throat while smiling at him who rushed out.

"Hehe..." The laughter was creepy.

Ye Fan couldn't stop shouting: "What are you going to do?"

"Crack--" The woman in black crushed Park Haogen's throat, and then her body spread and disappeared from the window with a whizz.

"Bastard--" Ye Fan moved to the window, but saw a woman in black landing calmly.

The eighth floor is as high as walking on flat ground.

At this moment, Tang Ruoxue also ran over: "Ye Fan, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!