A New Wager

Lu Chengwen's suitcases got in, but he couldn't squeeze in himself.

So he shoved the suitcases inward with all his strength, again and again!

The elevator was packed, and there were three huge suitcases. So... every time Lu Chengwen shoved one, everyone inside screamed in perfect unison.

"I'm pushing!"

"Ah—!"

"I'm pushing!"

"Ouch—!"

"I'm really pushing!"

"Stop pushing!"

Seeing a little empty space, Lu Chengwen simply jumped up and kicked.

"Get in there!"

"Ugh—!"

"I said get in there!"

"Oh—!"

"Still not in yet!"

"Aah—!"

Zhao Ritian finally couldn't take it anymore. A suitcase was pressing directly into his lower back.

He struggled free, sprang up onto the suitcase, squatted there, turned around, and shouted, "Lu Chengwen! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

Wen Bin raised his head. "What?!"

With Zhao Ritian's spot cleared, more than half of the suitcase slid in.

Seeing hope, Lu Chengwen kept pushing harder!

"Get in there already!"

Long Aotian couldn't take it anymore either. He jumped up and squatted on the suitcase. "Lu Chengwen! Can't you just wait for the next elevator?!"

Lu Chengwen exerted himself again!

Wen Bin was about to say something when he felt like his bones were about to snap, forcing the words back down his throat.

After Lu Chengwen squeezed in, he repeatedly pressed the door-close button.

"I'm in, I'm in... Sorry, everyone."

Zhao Ritian shoved Long Aotian aside and pointed at Lu Chengwen. "Lu Chengwen! Screw your uncle!"

Long Aotian turned and kicked Zhao Ritian in the face. "Who the hell are you pushing?!"

Zhao Ritian took a kick to the face. Since he was squatting on the suitcase and already unstable, he leaned backward, planting his ass directly on Wen Bin's face.

To be precise, Wen Bin's face was buried in Zhao Ritian's ass!

Wen Bin