The middle-aged man who suddenly appeared put a knife on Yan Fangwei's neck and yelled hysterically.

"I built this amusement park with great difficulty. I owed a lot of money to build it... I am just waiting for the income to flow back after it opens! I don't want to go bankrupt! None of you can destroy it... No one!"

Seeing that 놛 was getting more and more excited, the knife in his hand started flying wildly, only a few centimeters away from Yan Fangwei's slender neck. Yan Zhiyu was so scared that her heart almost stopped.

"Don't get excited! Be careful with the knife in your hand!"

The middle-aged man yelled until his face turned red and his neck became thick.

"Then tell them to put their cell phones down and not take any more videos! Especially that camera!"

Yan Zhiyu hurriedly said: "Please put down your phones and cameras! Our people are still in 놛's hands, don't provoke 놛!"

Everyone present cooperated and put down their phones, and the cameraman also put down his camera.

The middle-aged man then shouted, “Smash both the cell phone and the camera!”

At this moment, Yan Zhiyu had already recognized that the middle-aged man in front of her was the director of this amusement park.

When she entered the amusement park, she saw the photo on the flyer at the door.

Before coming here, the program team communicated in advance, and the director knew that we were going to record the program. It seems that he didn't know that we were going to live broadcast. He also didn't know that everything that happened just now was broadcast live.

So, it would be useless even if the camera was smashed.

Yan Zhiyu didn't respond for a moment, but the headmaster immediately became irritated and the knife in his hand flew around again: "What are you still doing? Do you want her to die?"

Seeing this, Yan Zhiyu's heart was lifted again.

"No, no, no...don't get excited!"

Seeing that all the security guards had fallen to the ground and none of them were able to help, Wang added: "You guys smash it yourself!"

Yan Zhiyu made a begging gesture to everyone present.

She had just saved their children, so the parents naturally cooperated fully.

Although the cameraman's heart was bleeding, he could only pick up the stones nearby and smash them. Every time he smashed, he silently mourned for his beloved camera.

The director was watching the people smashing their phones, and suddenly saw Yan Zhiyu approaching quietly from the corner of his eye, and he immediately became alert.

"What are you doing? Don't come over here!"

Yan Zhiyu stopped where she was and rubbed her hands.

"Well, let's discuss something...do you want to exchange hostages?"

Yan Fangwei immediately shouted: "Zhiyu, leave me alone!"

The headmaster pressed a knife against her neck, his eyes bloodshot, and gritted his teeth, "Shut up! Don't talk!"

Seeing blood seeping from Yan Fangwei's neck, Yan Zhiyu pinched her palm tightly with her nails, but still smiled: "How about this, I'll tie myself up, and you don't have to be nervous."

As she said this, she turned around and signaled with her eyes, and Gezhe had no choice but to step forward with the rope.

The director was still shouting beside him.

"Tie it tighter! Tie your hands behind your back!"

I felt relieved when I saw that it was really tied firmly.

After Gezhe went back, Yan Zhiyu continued to persuade him.

"Director, look, the hostage you held is in poor health. He is about to pass out after being frightened by you! If anything unexpected happens, you will be the murderer!"

As he spoke, he secretly winked at Yan Fangwei.

Yan Fangwei understood immediately, half-closed her eyelids, and pretended to be in pain. She covered her chest with her hands and gasped for breath, looking like she would faint at any moment.

She is indeed a movie queen! Her acting skills are amazing!

Yan Zhiyu silently gave Yan Fangwei a thumbs up in her heart, and then said: "Director, I know that you just don't want to go bankrupt, and you don't want to kill anyone...right?"

After hearing her advice, the head teacher was shaken when he saw that Yan Fangwei was in great pain and seemed to be about to faint.

As they spoke, Yan Zhiyu moved closer and closer.

But the headmaster didn't care too much, after all, her hands were tied behind her back. It was such a thick rope, tied so tightly, it was impossible for her to break free!

놛Finally made up his mind.

"Okay, then—"

Before he could finish his words, Yan Zhiyu suddenly jumped up!

Those ropes that were two fingers thick seemed to be made of paper. When she exerted force, they broke straight away!

The headmaster finally reacted and pointed the knife in his hand at Yan Zhiyu.

But it was too late.

The next second, 놛's sight was occupied by Yan Zhiyu's ferocious face and the fist that was whizzing towards him, and at the same time, a roar rang in his ears——

"Old Deng, prepare to die!"