Fu Qingmei was extremely angry. As the general manager of Shuntian Group, she was humiliated by a female star. She couldn't bear it.
Seeing her take out the dagger, Sister Hong was about to burst into tears. She quickly shouted to the crew around her: "Hurry up and help Xia He!"
However, with Fu Qingmei around, no one dared to step forward to help.
Xia He was grabbed by the arms of two bodyguards. There was no fear on her face. She stared at Fu Qingmei with red eyes and said, "You will definitely regret it!"
Fu Qingmei said angrily: "You bitch, you have reached this stage and you still dare to say cruel words. After I ruin your appearance, I want to see if you can continue to be in the entertainment industry?"
After saying that, she grabbed the dagger and slashed it towards Xia He's face.
"don't want!"
Sister Hong shouted, but she was blocked by Fu Qingmei's people and had no way to come over. She could only watch helplessly as the dagger in Fu Qingmei's hand slashed towards Xia He's face.
"puff!"
Suddenly, a metallic silver light flashed through, and the next moment, Fu Qingmei's arm holding the dagger was cut off from the wrist, and the whole hand fell to the ground.
Blood spattered and dyed Fu Qingmei's clothes red.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. No one knew what was going on. They saw Fu Qingmei's whole right hand fall to the ground. Everyone's eyes widened with fear on their faces.
"ah......"
After a brief period of silence, a shrill wail resounded throughout the entire crew.
But he just screamed once and the screams disappeared because Fu Qingmei had already fainted from the pain.
"ah......"
There was a sudden panic at the scene, and many timid women screamed.
Xia He also had a dull look on his face. When he saw Yang Chen walking towards this side, he suddenly realized.
Besides Yang Chen, who else can save her?
At this time, Yang Chen was still holding a shining silver dagger in his hand, and blood was constantly flowing from the tip of the dagger.
Obviously, the silver light that flew past just now was the dagger in Yang Chen's hand, but no one knew how the dagger returned to Yang Chen's hand.
The two bodyguards holding Xia He's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their faces full of solemn expressions.
They were all masters, but they had no idea how Yang Chen had cut off Fu Qingmei's right hand with a dagger dozens of meters away.
If they hadn't known that there were many extremely powerful martial arts masters in the world who had the ability to kill people from afar, they would have even thought that Fu Qingmei's hand fell to the ground out of thin air.
"Are you okay?"
Yang Chen looked at Xia He with concern on his face.
There was still a bit of fear in Xia He's eyes, and her body was trembling slightly. Although she knew that Yang Chen broke Fu Qingmei's hand just to save her, the bloody scene just now still made her feel scared.
Xia He looked at Yang Chen with a complicated face and shook his head: "I'm fine!"
Yang Chen's eyes fell on the two bodyguards beside Xia He, and suddenly a powerful martial arts pressure erupted directly from him, instantly covering the two bodyguards.