"Yeah?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly, then ignored everyone's gaze, walked up to Meng Jiangnan, and patted his chest.

"Come on, poke here."

He looked disdainful: "I promise not to fight back."

Seeing Ye Fan's unafraid of death, Meng Jiangnan's body trembled as he held the knife tremblingly, and his anger was uncontrollable.

Ye Fan patted his heart again: "Come on, stab me, aren't you going to kill me? I'm standing over, but you still won't do it? Do you want me to help you?"

Situ Jing and the others' eyelids twitched, and they all secretly exclaimed: Madman.

Seeing Ye Fan grabbing his hand, Meng Jiangnan retreated subconsciously, his face turning blue and white.

He was very angry and aggrieved, and wanted to kill him with a knife, but he never had the courage to do so.

If someone stabs someone in public and breaks the law, not even Meng Dajun can protect him.

Situ Jing and the others also had complicated expressions. They didn't expect Mark to be so aggressive.

Chen Xiaoyue admires Ye Fan more and more, and if she wants to marry, she will marry such a bloody man.

"Don't you dare to touch me? Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Ye Fan smiled coldly and suddenly approached. The onlookers were dazzled as they saw that Ye Fan had snatched the fruit knife from Meng Jiangnan's hand.

The next second, Ye Fan stabbed into Meng Jiangnan's lower abdomen with a 'swish' sound.

Meng Jiangnan felt a bit of coldness invade his body.

He lowered his head in disbelief.

The fruit knife was completely buried in his stomach.
Chapter completed!