"Bang -" Ye Fan swung his right hand violently, and Henry Zhang blasted out like a cannonball, hitting the window glass of the wing directly.

The soundproof glass shattered with a crack, and countless fragments fell to both sides.

"Ah——" Henry Zhang spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell from the air.

Below me is more than twenty meters in the air.

Henry Zhang panicked and shouted: "Help, help..." "Ka--" Ye Fan stepped forward casually, and when Henry Zhang was about to fall, he pinched his throat again.

The whole audience screamed again, and several girls almost collapsed.

This is too shocking.

Ye Fan looked at Henry Zhang’s face: “How does it feel to be on the trapeze?”

As soon as he lets go, Henry Zhang will fall. The height of the eighth floor is enough to kill him.

"Last words..." Henry Zhang's eyelids twitched and his breathing became rapid: "Ye Fan, so many people are watching, even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Do you have any last words?"

"stop!"

"Stop it!"

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and a dozen people swarmed in.

The person rushing to the front was a tall woman in a cheongsam.

Pretty face and exquisite.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, help me, help me."

Henry Zhang suddenly shouted miserably: "This madman hurts people in your place and wants to kill me. Please help me..." "I don't want to die, Mr. Tang, please help me."

Mr. Tang?

Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the cheongsam woman.

To look is to gaze.
Chapter completed!