"Wang Hong, surprised, aren't you?" Chen Fan turned his head and spoke with a smirk.
"Huff... huff... huff..."
No answer, or rather, he couldn't answer. Wang Hong was panting on the ground like a dead dog.
Seeing this, Chen Fan slowly got up and walked towards Wang Hong.
"No...no...don't come over!!" Wang Hong wailed in fright just like a rat before a cat.
"Wang Hong, it's a miracle that you've managed to survive these days," said Chen Fan, emotionlessly, while walking towards Wang Hong, "Don't expect anyone to come to rescue you, not the Maple Leaf guys, nor your bodyguards. They're all dead."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan went to the front of Wang Hong and slowly crouched down.
In Hong Kong, Wang Yong and Wang Hao, the two brothers, were holding their breath, motionlessly staring at the video feed.
At this moment, they were so nervous that they forgot to scream!
