It is dilapidated, but unfathomable, and it is so winding that one cannot tell the depth, let alone see through it at a glance.

Ye Fan subconsciously raised his feet to get down, but he took them back halfway.

He had just argued with Zhong Kexin and his gang. If Tang Sanguo was inside, he must have known about his existence.

If he steps down, he will easily be blown to pieces and buried in the basement.

He was originally sneaking in to spy on himself, but now he was an enemy spying on him. Ye Fan did not dare to take risks easily.

"ah--"

Just when Ye Fan was about to turn around and go back, his ears suddenly moved and he heard a shrill scream.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes locked on the third floor.

He stretched out his body, grabbed the air conditioner unit on the outer wall, and climbed up like an ape.

After several swish shots, Ye Fan quickly stood outside the glass of the window sill.

Without saying a word, he bumped against the glass.

There was a bang and the glass shattered.

A stream of air mixed with medicinal fragrance surged out.

Ye Fan held his breath subconsciously, then flashed his knife and slashed, and the heavy curtain behind the window broke with a sharp sound.

As soon as his vision was clear and there was no danger, Ye Fan rushed in.

He rolled over the broken curtains and the broken glass, then half-knelt on the ground and looked intently.

In his unclear vision, Ye Fan found a rope called a noose hanging low at the door of several houses ahead.

On the ropes, there is a person hanging on each side.

It is none other than Zhong Kexin.

"Which one is this?"

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, but he didn't stop and stretched out his body.

The table knife in his hand flicked violently.

With a swish sound, the table knife drew an arc.

"Bah bang bang!"

Amidst a fierce whistling sound, the four ropes broke one by one.

Ye Fan rushed forward with a lunge, then quickly checked the four people after grabbing the knife.

His brows quickly furrowed.

The camera, lighting and assistant are all dead.

He slid over to Zhong Kexin and stretched out his hand to explore.

Still hot!

Ye Fan quickly unbuttoned her clothes...

After some operations, Zhong Kexin coughed several times and woke up.

"you're awake……"

Just when Ye Fan was about to comfort her, he suddenly saw a dark shadow in her pupils.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, but shot the knife backhand.

Just halfway through the shot, there was a bang, and the table knife broke into two halves and fell to the ground.

A man wrapped in a black robe also floated three meters away.

Ye Fan didn't stop, and the second knife flew out again.

"boom!"

The man in black robe stretched out his left hand, grabbed the knife and shook it.

With a bang, the table knife shattered.

Then he waved backhand.

Countless fragments swished towards Ye Fan.

Fast and fierce.

Ye Fan turned his hands and punched straight out.

In the strong fist wind, all the fragments flew to the ground.

Ye Fan waved his hands and stared at the old man in black robe with a smile:
Chapter completed!