Ye Fan dropped the firearm to the ground and shouted: "Get out!"

Park Haogen and the others gritted their teeth and endured the pain as they left the room.

When leaving the house, Park Haogen turned to look at Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue, with unspeakable resentment in his eyes.

He will pay back tenfold for today's shame tonight.

"This is not a place to stay for a long time. Park Ho-geun, these knives, will definitely stab you again!"

Ye Fan did not clean up the messy house, but looked at Tang Ruoxue who lowered his head to finish the porridge:

"For the safety of you and your child, you will fly back to Baocheng later."

There was a hint of worry in his eyes: "I will ask Jin Zhiyuan to arrange a special flight for you."

Tang Ruoxue did not argue and nodded gently: "Okay, I will go back today."

"ah--"

Just when Ye Fan was about to say something, someone walked over from outside the room with the door ajar, and suddenly there was a scream.

The voice was not only rapid, but also very shrill.

"Don't come out!"

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

As soon as he rushed out of the door, his whole body went stiff and felt indescribably cold.

Dozens of people brought by Park Haogen all fell at the entrance of three elevators, their throats broken and their bodies stained with blood.

As for Park Ho-geun in the wheelchair, he no longer had any resentment or domineering attitude, only a look of panic and trembling.

His neck was held by a white hand. The white hand was thick, strong, and had sharp nails.

There was blood flowing between the nails.

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

"Jiejie..."

The laughter was creepy.

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

"Click——"

The woman in black crushed Park Haogen's throat bone and then disappeared from the window with a whoosh.

"asshole--"

Ye Fan moved his steps and rushed to the window, only to see the woman in black landing calmly.

The height of eight floors is like walking on flat ground.

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

Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Park Haogen who was still staring at death, his heart sank.
Chapter completed!