It is dilapidated, but unfathomable, and it is curved and lingering, making people unable to see the depth or the shallowness of the eyes.

Ye Fan subconsciously raised his foot and wanted to go down, but he took it back halfway.

He had just argued with Zhong Kexin and his gang. If Tang Sanguo was inside, he would definitely have known that he existed.

With his kick, he could easily be blown into pieces and buried in the basement.

The original infiltration and snooping has now become an enemy who spys on himself, and Ye Fan dares not take risks easily.

"ah--"

Just as Ye Fan was about to turn around and go back, he suddenly heard a shrill scream in his ear.

He touched the corner of his mouth, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes locked on the third floor.

He stretched out his body, grabbed the air conditioning unit on the exterior wall, and climbed like a monkey.

After several ejections, Ye Fan quickly stood outside the glass on the windowsill.

Without saying a word, he bumped into the glass.

With just a bang, the glass shattered.

A stream of mixed medicine fragrance surged out.

Ye Fan subconsciously held his breath, then flashed a knife and the thick curtain behind the window thorned and broke.

After a clear vision, Ye Fan crashed into it when he saw that there was no danger.

He rolled over the broken curtains, then rolled over the broken glass, and then half-kneeled on the ground to gather his eyes.

In the unclear view, Ye Fan found that at the doors of several houses in front of him, a rope called a sling was hanging down.

There was a person hanging on the rope.

It was Zhong Kexin and the other four.

"Which is this?"

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

The knife in his hand flicked violently.

With a whoosh, the knife drew an arc.

"Smack!"

With a sharp whistling sound, four twisted ropes broke one by one.

Ye Fan rushed up with a quick step, then quickly checked the four of them after the knife.

His brows quickly frowned.

Photography, lighting and assistant are all dead.

He slid to Zhong Kexin and reached out to see him.

Still hot!

Ye Fan quickly untied her clothes...

After some operation, Zhong Kexin woke up after coughing a few times.

"You're awake..."

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

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and he shot with his backhand.

Just halfway through the shooting, the knife broke and fell to the ground with a sound.

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

Ye Fan did not stop, and the second knife shot out again.

"boom!"

The man in black robe stuck out his left hand and grabbed it at the knife.

With a sound, the knife shattered with a bang.

Then he waved his backhand.

Countless fragments swished towards Ye Fan.

Fast and sharp.

Ye Fan turned his hands and punched him straight.

In the strong fist wind, all the fragments collapsed and fell to the ground.

Ye Fan shook his hands and stared at the old man in black robe and smiled:
Chapter completed!