The moment the Crossblade Track easily cut the coconut, Mike, Lisa and others' eyes were naturally attracted.

Then, we saw the chopped coconut, as well as splashes of coconut juice and fragments.

"God! So fucking exciting!"

"Wow! It's so cool! If this is really a human head, the scene is really scary!"

"This thing is so bloody!"

The theme of the party tonight is the horror theme, so the people who come are more or less mentally prepared, and more or less some enthusiasts with this heavy-tasting style.

So, seeing this scene, the group of people did not feel scared, but instead shouted cool.

Well, actually, it seems like it is quite scary to cut the coconut with the blade, but in fact, it is said that the matter is not yours.

Most people just think it's cool, but they don't think it's too scary.

This also includes Mike and his friend David Will.

However, the impact force of that moment and the atmosphere on the scene became more intense with the first impact of this crossblade railcar.

"Hey, gentlemen, ladies, how about it? Does anyone want to sit on it and try their courage? See if you have the courage to face this real killing machine?" Feng Ziming asked loudly.

"What? Let me go up? Stop kidding, I don't want my head to be cut open!"

"Sit on, wow, this is really a super cool suggestion, but are you sure this thing won't cut us into pieces?"

"Wow, wow!"

Feng Ziming's words made the people below react inconsistently.

Of course, it is definitely impossible to say anything that is cut into pieces.

"Cross Blade Rail Car" itself is a "experience" prop. What you experience is naturally not the feeling of being killed, but the feeling of instantaneous death impact.

"Okay, then it seems that only I am a real man, the real bravest person!" Feng Ziming had already prepared.

Of course, his words are indeed very hatred, but in North America, they advocate a sense of ostentatiousness rather than humility. So they all looked at Feng Ziming.

"Chen, come and help me. I'm about to experience the horror of the moment of life and death! It proves that I am the most courageous person tonight!" Feng Ziming shouted.

Many female guests below screamed, and many even gave blew kisses.

There is no way, the Americans are so open, but most of them have male companions.

However, who made Feng Ziming the only one dare to try the first time?

So, he is the focus of this moment!

Soon, a staff member removed the last two sections of the track and added a fixed baffle.

Well, in fact, it is just that the crossblade can never really hit people's face. This is a gimmick prop for promoting movies, not a real murder prop.

So, there is definitely no danger!

Others don’t know, but Chen Zhixian knows that Feng Ziming is really brave, but it doesn’t mean he is really not afraid at all. In fact, he has tried it a long time ago, and after the most fearful moment of the first time, so although it still brings a huge impact to him, it will not maximize fear.

Americans have always been like this, bold enough to be fearless. The extreme sports trends in this world are generally driven by Americans, and they all come from the courage that comes from unknown things.

Ever since the cowboys in the western United States who were whipping their horses, there was blood of adventure and barbarity in their bones.

Of course, because of this, Americans have always been regarded as barbarians by Europeans, such as the British, in the early days.

There is no reason for this!

Although Feng Ziming is a Chinese, he has been born in the United States since he was a child and raised in the United States, so he is actually a yellow-skinned American.

At the same time, he is a horror film director and has an extremely passionate love for horror films. Therefore, it is normal to have such crazy performances.

Feng Ziming came to the end of the track, moved the dummy model away, and then sat on it.

"Ok, next, e    on!"

"Baba!" Everyone applauded Feng Ziming's courage!

At this time, a staff member came up and said that the crossblade railcar was slowly pushed to the final starting point.

"are        ready?" the staff member was also a young man, asking in a playful tone.

"orge   on!" Feng Ziming also felt a little excited and said authentically.

Of course, in fact, Feng Ziming was far from as calm as he was at this moment. At this moment, he was sitting there, as if he was sitting on a needle blanket. Looking at the extremely bright blade, he was so nervous that he was almost jumping out of his throat.

It was completely different to watching and doing. He recalled the coconut cut by the blade and the scene he had tried before. Although he knew that the Cross Blade Track would not really kill him, the fear of death that emerged from his bones still made him breathe even harder.

Similarly, watching and doing, real experience and watching feel completely different.

For example, at this moment, Mike looked at it with interest and didn't feel anything horrible.

For example, when we see others bungee jumping, we feel nothing, or when we see others being afraid of walking on the glass bridge, we feel that we are too timid.

But when it’s really time to go up by yourself, it may be worse than others. This is the difference between seeing and doing.

Especially from the perspective of immersive people and bystanders, there are two completely different concepts.

At the same time, everyone present held their breath and looked at it with interest, with many people showing nervous and curious expressions on their faces.

The start button was pressed hard, and the cross blade track car motor began to buzz, as if the god of death's sickle was finally lifted up and was about to swing! rushed towards you!

Of course, this is Feng Ziming's feeling at the end of the blade track car. As they watched by, they looked like they were watching the fun.

Even though Feng Ziming had tried it before, he still had his hairstyle again, and he still couldn't remain indifferent, especially when he saw the cross blade rushing straight towards him like a flying blade, and the target was his. That kind of fear was involuntarily and innate.

However, Feng Ziming still held on! "When!" The cross blade track car was blocked by the blocking track and stopped, and could not cause any harm to him.

Feng Ziming let out a long sigh and yelled.

"Cool! So cool!" In fact, he also used this method to cover up his true feelings at this moment.

"cool!"

"Jack, cool!" Feng Ziming's English name.

"Wow, wow, wow! That's so cool!"

"He's a real man!"

No matter what, Feng Ziming's "face is not changing" really made the people on the scene admire him.

Several girls even came up to offer incense kisses, and several of them were brought with them or brought by their male companions.
Chapter completed!