"Come on, poke here."

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

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

Ye Fei patted his heart again: "Come on, stab me, won't you kill me?

I'm here, why don't you take action?

Do you want me to help you?"

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

Seeing Ye Fei grabbing his hand, Meng Jiangnan subconsciously stepped back, 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 Ye Fei to be so aggressive.

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

"Don't you dare touch me?

Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Ye Fei smiled coldly and suddenly approached. The onlookers felt their eyes were dazzled as Ye Fei had snatched the fruit knife from Meng Jiangnan's hand.

The next second, Ye Fei plunged into Meng Jiangnan's lower abdomen with a whoosh.

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!