"You don't have to scare me! I won't be in your way! " Feng Ming roared loudly, but his heart was inexplicably weak. The man in the wheelchair had too deep eyes as a sharp edge, which made him inexplicably afraid.
But thinking of having such a big trump in his hand, he felt more stable in his heart.
"Ye Wei, you don't have much time to think! If you don't come back, I'll cut the rope! "
"Three!"
"No!" Ye Wei was so anxious that she reached out and wanted to catch the rope in Feng Ming's hand. However hard she reached out, she still couldn't catch the rope.
Feng Ming's face was full of dark smile. The knife in his hand was inch close to the rope in his hand. In his eyes, the sinister ferocity burst out. His hand could cut the rope completely if he moved it a little more!
"Feng Ming, calm down! I'll go! I'll go! I promise you everything! I just ask you not to hurt A Zuo! Don't hurt him! "