"Bang!"
His body landed steadily on the external unit of the air conditioner, Han Fei's back already soaked with cold sweat.
Even stunt performers rarely performed such extremely dangerous acts, not to mention Han Fei did this without any safety precautions.
"All I wanted at first was to be a comedian."
His heart thudded rapidly; Han Fei could hear Ma Manjiang's roar above his head.
With shaky calves and the gray fog swirling around him, the cold wind piercing through his clothes, moving even a little was incredibly difficult for Han Fei now.
The old air conditioner unit creaked, seemingly unable to bear Han Fei's weight, ready to fall off at any moment.
Han Fei had no other choice now.
Clinging to the edge of the air conditioning unit, Han Fei jumped down once again, a comedian performing feats that even stunt actors would not dare to attempt so cavalierly.