"I came over to apologize for him."

"This pulse fry is a gift I gave you."

"You must not take it down randomly."

"Otherwise, once the watch can't feel the pulse, you will explode a pile of flesh and blood on the spot."

"This airport hall will also become a pile of ruins."

"Don't question me, I'm professional."

"Good luck!"

The middle-aged man also wrote a name in the palm of Ace: Eight-faced Buddha.

Ace's face pale instantly shouted, "Get back, all back, pulse fry!"

Pulse fry?

A dozen armed personnel and Andri were stunned at first, then panicked and retreated dozens of meters.

Passengers around also screamed and rolled and crawled out of the airport.

The middle-aged man walked to Ye Fan and said, "Mr. Ye, let's go!"

Ye Fan looked around at the chaos surrounding him and smiled: "You are still thoughtful!"

Then, Ye Fan kicked Andri more than ten meters away and quickly left the airport with Atagu and the others.

Soon, they got into the black Mercedes-Benz prepared by the Eight-faced Buddha.

After closing the car door, the Eight-faced Buddha took off his mask and spoke respectfully: "Mr. Ye, thank you all the hard work."

"We don't work hard, but we're going to take risks."

Ye Fan tilted his head slightly: "Why didn't Benara appear?"
Chapter completed!