Emotional Breakdown
On the eleventh floor, the corridor was like the road to the Yellow Springs... the road to hell.
No one could enter, and no one could retreat.
Fear crept in silently. What churned through the air was more than just yellow mud steaming faintly.
There was also...!!!
Ren Xiang dancing street dance, wind drinking juice, Lulu collapsed from exhaustion, Kun screaming!
The tightly shut door, Shen watching the spectacle, the unconscious old man, waiting with his life on the line!
The crumbling crowd, sorrowful cries, the doctor on the stairs, reporting to Uncle!
"Help, my... my anus prolapsed... I feel like my body has been hollowed out..."
Zhang Lulu's eyelids fluttered. She raised a hand, wanting to seek help.
But no one went up to help her.
Instead, that filial daughter was cursing loudly. "You culprit, Six-Flavor Rehmannia King! What's a prolapsed anus? My dad is about to leave this world entirely!"
The mason Bro raised a hand and pressed it down. "Not necessarily. But getting out of poverty is certain. With this compensation, you could buy a villa."
"Contact me for renovations. I'll leave you my number later!"
"Huh? Is there a discount?"
"We've been through life and death together. Twenty percent off..." The mason wiped away the tears brought out by the spice.
They had thought the scene had finally settled down.
Then it seemed the things that terrified them were far from over.
Xiao Yifeng, who had been lying on the ground in a daze, got to his feet.
He shook his head hard.
As he shook it, he looked like a dog that had fallen into a cesspit.
When it got up, its whole body shook, letting freedom take flight!
Speckles splattered across those innocent people's faces again.
"Bleurgh~~~"
"I... I ate... I ate