The originally dozing Shen Hanshan, who was almost asleep, heard Guo Hao's words.
"Swish!" with a swoosh, he sprang from the chair.
Blowing his beard and glaring:
"What did you say?!"
"What happened to him? Where did it happen? Have our people gone over yet?"
In his urgency, he fired off three questions in a row.
However, Guo Hao's expression seemed somewhat peculiar.
He turned his head to look at the TV in Shen Hanshan's office and spread his hands:
"You should see for yourself!"
Saying this, Guo Hao trotted to the other side of the office and then turned on the TV.
As expected, the first scene on the TV was the towering roller coaster.
"What's going on?"
As Shen Hanshan walked over, he asked.
After all, the close-up shot on Zhang Feng couldn't last too long; the helicopter's broadcast needed varied footage.
Especially those crying and screaming crowds.
There needs to be some urgent and terrifying atmosphere created for the viewers in front of the TV, right?
