Amid the security guard's shocked, regretful, frightened, and other complicated looks, the elevator doors slowly closed. At that moment, he truly hoped someone would stop the doors from closing and ask what had happened.
Unfortunately, that hope vanished completely once the elevator doors shut, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
Chen Mo directly slapped this fellow on the back of the head. Then he said, "Behave yourself!"
Although this fellow did not understand what Chen Mo had said, he stopped struggling. That earlier sensation had terrified him, especially the feeling of losing control over his body. It had completely exceeded his expectations and scared him badly.
With a ding, the elevator reached the first floor. A floor manager immediately came over with a smile and said something, seemingly asking whether they had enjoyed themselves. Chen Mo understood only a few words, but could not make sense of them when they were put together.
At this point, the bodyguard had regained his ability to move, but he did not make any moves. He merely followed Chen Mo's instructions and supported Marze out of the elevator. Of course, all he could do was walk and hold Marze up. Speaking was impossible; he could not make any sound at all.
There was basically no chance of getting this bodyguard to help.
Marze had also regained consciousness by then. Like the bodyguard, he could not open his mouth to speak and could only move along with Chen Mo.
Hearing the floor manager's question, Chen Mo could only handle it himself.
Still, even though he could not understand the words, he had nothing to fear.
With a gloomy expression, he glared at the security guard and had him help support Marze as they walked forward. Then he showed some impatience and waved at the floor manager,