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Matthew thinks all this is too ridiculous, even for Lan Li, it is too out of the ordinary, like a fantasy. But this is Renly, isn't it? In the light of the clouds and wind, there is a shocking power.
"Sir, the nails are all nailed." Jose's trembling voice interrupted Matthew's thoughts. He raised his head and raised his chin slightly. "You continue to hit different positions with the hammer, pretending to still Keep nailing the nails."
Jose’s hands trembled uncontrollably. It was one thing to pretend to be a dead body, and another thing to imprison a living person in a coffin. Now the matter is not over yet? He felt that his brain was not enough, "What...what do you mean?"
Matthew had to explain, "Pretend that you still need to drive nails in other parts and hit them with a hammer, but you don't need to use real nails."
Although Matthew does not understand the reason why Lan Li did this, he understands Lan Li's personality. Once he makes up his mind, no one can change, no one. Therefore, he intends to extend a helping hand to help Lan Li, create a more real atmosphere of "buried alive" and create an illusion that they are really going to nail the coffin to death.
When Jose understood it, he breathed a sigh of relief, so he picked up the hammer and started beating again, but it didn't take long before he heard the muffled thumping sound from the coffin, which shocked Jose. The legs can't help but soften-any time you hear a sound from the coffin, this is the rhythm of a horror movie. But then he reacted, and there was a big living person lying inside, and it was strange that there was no movement.
But even so, the fear in my heart still hasn't diminished much.
The movement in the coffin is getting bigger and bigger, and the dull struggle and pain are isolated by the thick coffin. Some movement can only be vaguely heard, but it is precisely this kind of repressed almost weak resistance that makes people The more frightened he jumped, it seemed that he could truly feel the despair buried alive, and every inch of his soul began to suffer.
Jose could no longer watch anymore. He felt that he was killing a living life with his own hands. Not only was his hands stained with blood, but he was watching cruelly and coldly. He couldn't help turning his head and looking towards him for help. Matthew asked silently, "Can we stop? Are we really going to continue? Are you sure he will be okay? I think things are starting to get out of control, or stop here?"
The struggle in the coffin became more and more intense, and the dull sound of "dongdong" reverberated, hitting his chest fiercely as if thunder, and Jose could hardly bear it anymore. "Please?" He couldn't help but finally. I spoke, the weak voice concealed infinite fear and bitter pleading.
It's a pity that Jose didn't get any response, and Matthew still stood tall and firm, motionless.
Jose could no longer stand steady, walked to the side and sat down. He was paralyzed on the chair, his face was pale, his slightly curly hair was completely wet with sweat, as if he had just been salvaged from the water, his eyes were dull. Looking at the coffin in front of me, the struggle inside seems to be getting weaker and weaker. Does this mean...
do not think other.
Matthew’s stomach was overwhelming. The nervousness made him almost vomiting, but he had to cut off the endless imagination in his mind and told himself that the only thing he needed to do was to believe in Lan Li, which was exactly what he was most likely to do. Good at it, isn't it?
When I was still at Cambridge University, in order to ensure the safety of students, no motor vehicles were allowed to pass on the campus. That afternoon, on a whim, Lan Li rode his motorcycle and entered the campus suddenly. This scene frightened everyone—not to mention others, even the horse sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle. Xiu was also frightened, and then the security guard rode a bicycle behind while chasing and yelling at the same time, but Lan Li had no intention of stopping at all. He rushed all the way, and there were more and more security guards behind him. , Falling tightly behind the motorcycle like an incapable tail, disturbing the whole campus.
After the incident, Matthew originally thought that Lan Li and him could not escape punishment, and the dean would definitely be furious. Unexpectedly, Lan Li told the dean that he was ill and had a heart attack and needed to go to the school hospital to rest immediately. In a hurry, he rode a motorcycle and broke into the campus. He knew that this was the next step, but to save People are eager to do it as a last resort.
Matthew still remembers, Lan Li’s innocent expression said, “Again, I deeply apologize. I hope the dean will allow me to go to the church to confess and punish me to organize books in the library for a month. I’m here to warn all of you that even if you are saving people, you cannot ride a motorized vehicle through the campus.” The dean stood opposite and was so angry that he couldn’t say a word.
Of course, there is also himself. He was stunned on the spot, but he had to show his "heartache" with suffocated acting skills. He felt that the dean must have seen him through, but later the school doctor confirmed that he did have arrhythmia and needed to rest. Even the dean can only be dumb to eat coptis.
The dean's stunned look came to mind at the time. Matthew didn't hold it back, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
The passage of time is a kind of torture. Matthew watched everything from the fierce struggle to the exhaustion that gradually calmed down, to the strenuous blow of the accumulated strength, and then the despair of the heart. Hidden in that small coffin, it is like a pile of tons of gunpowder, which will explode at any time, blasting everything to pieces.
Matthew had to close his eyes and couldn't bear to keep watching. This was too cruel. He could hardly restrain the impulse several times, and stepped forward to open the lid of the coffin to end all the pain. It's like witnessing the death of a rabbit with your own eyes. Instead of watching it struggling but unable to swallow the last breath, it is better to cut the mess with a knife and end its torture.
But he knows that he can't.
The passage of time began to become their torture, he was like this, so was Jose, and even the Martin family on the other end of the call — five hours later, they did not hold back after all, and came to the store in person to watch. This live broadcast of torture lasted less than 30 minutes before they fled and refused to stay in this room.
Rodriguez lowered his eyes unbearably, "Matthew, let's end it, let's end this absurd experience."
He arrived here three hours after the start of the experience, watching all this restlessly. He originally thought that he would marvel, enjoy, and think, because this is the real script of "buried alive", and their response was that the movie was released. Afterwards, I look forward to the audience's response. However, he couldn't keep watching.
"I don't care about this movie anymore. Even with Ren Li's original strength, he can definitely play this role. We don't need to continue this way. Let's end it. Let's end this inhuman torture." Rodriguez felt. He was already on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't even imagine Lan Li's current state. Such an inhumane imprisonment is even more cruel than murder. "If Lan Li gets angry, it's my responsibility. I interrupted the experience. This is just a small-cost independent film. He really doesn't have to work so hard."
Even as a director, Rodriguez’s patience has reached the limit and he is on the verge of collapse.
Matthew did not answer immediately. The air almost solidified, and even the beating of the heart was inaudible. He could hardly feel any movement in the coffin. He just imagined the potential, and the blood all over his body immediately froze into ice. . He can't think about it, not even a little bit.
turned his head and looked at Rodriguez, who was sweating and guilty, and Matthew smiled, "He is not for your movie."
Rodriguez couldn't help being stunned. It wasn't for "burying" the movie alive. What was it for?
"Beep beep, beep beep..."
The sudden ringing of the alarm broke the suppressed panic in the room. Matthew stepped forward, only to find that he stood for too long and his muscles were stiff and uncoordinated. His center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell. , But didn't have time to pay attention to himself, just shouted at Jose, "Open the coffin! Open now!" The fierce momentum was like thunder ~www.novelhall.com~ It made everyone recover in an instant. .
A group of people swarmed up, and even the people in the office outside came in. Matthew had to stop everyone, "There are too many people, too many! Four people are enough." Four corners, four horns. Hammer, that's enough.
The crowd was in a rush again. Four people stepped forward and pulled out the nails in the four corners. Jose reached out his hand and tried to open the lid of the coffin, but his fingers touched the wood of the coffin, but he shrank back like a hot hand. He didn't dare.
Matthew’s thighs were completely numb, and his footsteps of one deep and one shallow looked embarrassing, but he still walked forward in two steps in three steps, holding the lid tightly with both hands, pausing for a moment, and then panicking Before fear submerged himself, he lifted the lid in a big blow.
hollow, a hollow. Lan Li's deep and agile eyes had only two empty openings left at this time, as if a black hole absorbed all the light in, swallowing vitality and hope.
The sweat on his head is full of stains, the pale cheeks are not bloody, the hands are swollen, the blood on the fingertips has dried up and solidified, the black T-shirt is completely soaked, and you can clearly see that there is nothing in the chest. The ups and downs are as quiet as a graveyard at midnight.
Fear grasped Matthew's heart firmly, and his canthus was about to split, "Ren Li? Ren Li! **** Christ! Lan Li! Wake up, please, wake up!" The endless fear seemed to be free fall. Can't use any force, can only struggle in embarrassment, but only in vain.
"Drink." Lan Li suddenly took a breath, and sat up, like a vampire resurrecting a corpse.
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Matthew thinks all this is too ridiculous, even for Lan Li, it is too out of the ordinary, like a fantasy. But this is Renly, isn't it? In the light of the clouds and wind, there is a shocking power.
"Sir, the nails are all nailed." Jose's trembling voice interrupted Matthew's thoughts. He raised his head and raised his chin slightly. "You continue to hit different positions with the hammer, pretending to still Keep nailing the nails."
Jose’s hands trembled uncontrollably. It was one thing to pretend to be a dead body, and another thing to imprison a living person in a coffin. Now the matter is not over yet? He felt that his brain was not enough, "What...what do you mean?"
Matthew had to explain, "Pretend that you still need to drive nails in other parts and hit them with a hammer, but you don't need to use real nails."
Although Matthew does not understand the reason why Lan Li did this, he understands Lan Li's personality. Once he makes up his mind, no one can change, no one. Therefore, he intends to extend a helping hand to help Lan Li, create a more real atmosphere of "buried alive" and create an illusion that they are really going to nail the coffin to death.
When Jose understood it, he breathed a sigh of relief, so he picked up the hammer and started beating again, but it didn't take long before he heard the muffled thumping sound from the coffin, which shocked Jose. The legs can't help but soften-any time you hear a sound from the coffin, this is the rhythm of a horror movie. But then he reacted, and there was a big living person lying inside, and it was strange that there was no movement.
But even so, the fear in my heart still hasn't diminished much.
The movement in the coffin is getting bigger and bigger, and the dull struggle and pain are isolated by the thick coffin. Some movement can only be vaguely heard, but it is precisely this kind of repressed almost weak resistance that makes people The more frightened he jumped, it seemed that he could truly feel the despair buried alive, and every inch of his soul began to suffer.
Jose could no longer watch anymore. He felt that he was killing a living life with his own hands. Not only was his hands stained with blood, but he was watching cruelly and coldly. He couldn't help turning his head and looking towards him for help. Matthew asked silently, "Can we stop? Are we really going to continue? Are you sure he will be okay? I think things are starting to get out of control, or stop here?"
The struggle in the coffin became more and more intense, and the dull sound of "dongdong" reverberated, hitting his chest fiercely as if thunder, and Jose could hardly bear it anymore. "Please?" He couldn't help but finally. I spoke, the weak voice concealed infinite fear and bitter pleading.
It's a pity that Jose didn't get any response, and Matthew still stood tall and firm, motionless.
Jose could no longer stand steady, walked to the side and sat down. He was paralyzed on the chair, his face was pale, his slightly curly hair was completely wet with sweat, as if he had just been salvaged from the water, his eyes were dull. Looking at the coffin in front of me, the struggle inside seems to be getting weaker and weaker. Does this mean...
do not think other.
Matthew’s stomach was overwhelming. The nervousness made him almost vomiting, but he had to cut off the endless imagination in his mind and told himself that the only thing he needed to do was to believe in Lan Li, which was exactly what he was most likely to do. Good at it, isn't it?
When I was still at Cambridge University, in order to ensure the safety of students, no motor vehicles were allowed to pass on the campus. That afternoon, on a whim, Lan Li rode his motorcycle and entered the campus suddenly. This scene frightened everyone—not to mention others, even the horse sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle. Xiu was also frightened, and then the security guard rode a bicycle behind while chasing and yelling at the same time, but Lan Li had no intention of stopping at all. He rushed all the way, and there were more and more security guards behind him. , Falling tightly behind the motorcycle like an incapable tail, disturbing the whole campus.
After the incident, Matthew originally thought that Lan Li and him could not escape punishment, and the dean would definitely be furious. Unexpectedly, Lan Li told the dean that he was ill and had a heart attack and needed to go to the school hospital to rest immediately. In a hurry, he rode a motorcycle and broke into the campus. He knew that this was the next step, but to save People are eager to do it as a last resort.
Matthew still remembers, Lan Li’s innocent expression said, “Again, I deeply apologize. I hope the dean will allow me to go to the church to confess and punish me to organize books in the library for a month. I’m here to warn all of you that even if you are saving people, you cannot ride a motorized vehicle through the campus.” The dean stood opposite and was so angry that he couldn’t say a word.
Of course, there is also himself. He was stunned on the spot, but he had to show his "heartache" with suffocated acting skills. He felt that the dean must have seen him through, but later the school doctor confirmed that he did have arrhythmia and needed to rest. Even the dean can only be dumb to eat coptis.
The dean's stunned look came to mind at the time. Matthew didn't hold it back, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
The passage of time is a kind of torture. Matthew watched everything from the fierce struggle to the exhaustion that gradually calmed down, to the strenuous blow of the accumulated strength, and then the despair of the heart. Hidden in that small coffin, it is like a pile of tons of gunpowder, which will explode at any time, blasting everything to pieces.
Matthew had to close his eyes and couldn't bear to keep watching. This was too cruel. He could hardly restrain the impulse several times, and stepped forward to open the lid of the coffin to end all the pain. It's like witnessing the death of a rabbit with your own eyes. Instead of watching it struggling but unable to swallow the last breath, it is better to cut the mess with a knife and end its torture.
But he knows that he can't.
The passage of time began to become their torture, he was like this, so was Jose, and even the Martin family on the other end of the call — five hours later, they did not hold back after all, and came to the store in person to watch. This live broadcast of torture lasted less than 30 minutes before they fled and refused to stay in this room.
Rodriguez lowered his eyes unbearably, "Matthew, let's end it, let's end this absurd experience."
He arrived here three hours after the start of the experience, watching all this restlessly. He originally thought that he would marvel, enjoy, and think, because this is the real script of "buried alive", and their response was that the movie was released. Afterwards, I look forward to the audience's response. However, he couldn't keep watching.
"I don't care about this movie anymore. Even with Ren Li's original strength, he can definitely play this role. We don't need to continue this way. Let's end it. Let's end this inhuman torture." Rodriguez felt. He was already on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't even imagine Lan Li's current state. Such an inhumane imprisonment is even more cruel than murder. "If Lan Li gets angry, it's my responsibility. I interrupted the experience. This is just a small-cost independent film. He really doesn't have to work so hard."
Even as a director, Rodriguez’s patience has reached the limit and he is on the verge of collapse.
Matthew did not answer immediately. The air almost solidified, and even the beating of the heart was inaudible. He could hardly feel any movement in the coffin. He just imagined the potential, and the blood all over his body immediately froze into ice. . He can't think about it, not even a little bit.
turned his head and looked at Rodriguez, who was sweating and guilty, and Matthew smiled, "He is not for your movie."
Rodriguez couldn't help being stunned. It wasn't for "burying" the movie alive. What was it for?
"Beep beep, beep beep..."
The sudden ringing of the alarm broke the suppressed panic in the room. Matthew stepped forward, only to find that he stood for too long and his muscles were stiff and uncoordinated. His center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell. , But didn't have time to pay attention to himself, just shouted at Jose, "Open the coffin! Open now!" The fierce momentum was like thunder ~www.novelhall.com~ It made everyone recover in an instant. .
A group of people swarmed up, and even the people in the office outside came in. Matthew had to stop everyone, "There are too many people, too many! Four people are enough." Four corners, four horns. Hammer, that's enough.
The crowd was in a rush again. Four people stepped forward and pulled out the nails in the four corners. Jose reached out his hand and tried to open the lid of the coffin, but his fingers touched the wood of the coffin, but he shrank back like a hot hand. He didn't dare.
Matthew’s thighs were completely numb, and his footsteps of one deep and one shallow looked embarrassing, but he still walked forward in two steps in three steps, holding the lid tightly with both hands, pausing for a moment, and then panicking Before fear submerged himself, he lifted the lid in a big blow.
hollow, a hollow. Lan Li's deep and agile eyes had only two empty openings left at this time, as if a black hole absorbed all the light in, swallowing vitality and hope.
The sweat on his head is full of stains, the pale cheeks are not bloody, the hands are swollen, the blood on the fingertips has dried up and solidified, the black T-shirt is completely soaked, and you can clearly see that there is nothing in the chest. The ups and downs are as quiet as a graveyard at midnight.
Fear grasped Matthew's heart firmly, and his canthus was about to split, "Ren Li? Ren Li! **** Christ! Lan Li! Wake up, please, wake up!" The endless fear seemed to be free fall. Can't use any force, can only struggle in embarrassment, but only in vain.
"Drink." Lan Li suddenly took a breath, and sat up, like a vampire resurrecting a corpse.
Matthew thinks all this is too ridiculous, even for Lan Li, it is too out of the ordinary, like a fantasy. But this is Renly, isn't it? In the light of the clouds and wind, there is a shocking power."Sir, the nails are all nailed." Jose's trembling voice interrupted Matthew's thoughts. He raised his head and raised his chin slightly. "You continue to hit different positions with the hammer, pretending to still Keep nailing the nails."Jose's hands trembled uncontrollably. It was one thing to pretend to be a dead body, and another thing to imprison a living person in a coffin. Now the matter is not over yet? He felt that his brain was not enough, "What...what do you mean?"Matthew had to explain, "Pretend that you still need to drive nails in other parts and hit them with a hammer, but you don't need to use real nails."Although Matthew does not understand the reason why Lan Li did this, he understands Lan Li's personality. Once he makes up his mind, no one can change, no one. Therefore, he intends to extend a helping hand to help Lan Li, create a more real atmosphere of "buried alive" and create an illusion that they are really going to nail the coffin to death.When Jose understood it, he breathed a sigh of relief, so he picked up the hammer and started beating again, but it didn't take long before he heard the muffled thumping sound from the coffin, which shocked Jose. The legs can't help but soften-any time you hear a sound from the coffin, this is the rhythm of a horror movie. But then he reacted, and there was a big living person lying inside, and it was strange that there was no movement.But even so, the fear in my heart still hasn't diminished much.The movement in the coffin is getting bigger and bigger, and the dull struggle and pain are isolated by the thick coffin. Some movement can only be vaguely heard, but it is precisely this kind of repressed almost weak resistance that makes people The more frightened he jumped, it seemed that he could truly feel the despair buried alive, and every inch of his soul began to suffer.Jose could no longer watch anymore. He felt that he was killing a living life with his own hands. Not only was his hands stained with blood, but he was watching cruelly and coldly. He couldn't help turning his head and looking towards him for help. Matthew asked silently, "Can we stop? Are we really going to continue? Are you sure he will be okay? I think things are starting to get out of control, or stop here?"The struggle in the coffin became more and more intense, and the dull sound of "dongdong" reverberated, hitting his chest fiercely as if thunder, and Jose could hardly bear it anymore. "Please?" He couldn't help but finally. I spoke, the weak voice concealed infinite fear and bitter pleading.It's a pity that Jose didn't get any response, and Matthew still stood tall and firm, motionless.Jose could no longer stand steady, walked to the side and sat down. He was paralyzed on the chair, his face was pale, his slightly curly hair was completely wet with sweat, as if he had just been salvaged from the water, his eyes were dull. Looking at the coffin in front of me, the struggle inside seems to be getting weaker and weaker. Does this mean...do not think other.Matthew's stomach was overwhelming. The nervousness made him almost vomiting, but he had to cut off the endless imagination in his mind and told himself that the only thing he needed to do was to believe in Lan Li, which was exactly what he was most likely to do. Good at it, isn't it?When I was still at Cambridge University, in order to ensure the safety of students, no motor vehicles were allowed to pass on the campus. That afternoon, on a whim, Lan Li rode his motorcycle and entered the campus suddenly. This scene frightened everyonenot to mention others, even the horse sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle. Xiu was also frightened, and then the security guard rode a bicycle behind while chasing and yelling at the same time, but Lan Li had no intention of stopping at all. He rushed all the way, and there were more and more security guards behind him. , Falling tightly behind the motorcycle like an incapable tail, disturbing the whole campus.After the incident, Matthew originally thought that Lan Li and him could not escape punishment, and the dean would definitely be furious. Unexpectedly, Lan Li told the dean that he was ill and had a heart attack and needed to go to the school hospital to rest immediately. In a hurry, he rode a motorcycle and broke into the campus. He knew that this was the next step, but to save People are eager to do it as a last resort.Matthew still remembers, Lan Li's innocent expression said, Again, I deeply apologize. I hope the dean will allow me to go to the church to confess and punish me to organize books in the library for a month. I'm here to warn all of you that even if you are saving people, you cannot ride a motorized vehicle through the campus. The dean stood opposite and was so angry that he couldn't say a word.Of course, there is also himself. He was stunned on the spot, but he had to show his "heartache" with suffocated acting skills. He felt that the dean must have seen him through, but later the school doctor confirmed that he did have arrhythmia and needed to rest. Even the dean can only be dumb to eat coptis.The dean's stunned look came to mind at the time. Matthew didn't hold it back, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.The passage of time is a kind of torture. Matthew watched everything from the fierce struggle to the exhaustion that gradually calmed down, to the strenuous blow of the accumulated strength, and then the despair of the heart. Hidden in that small coffin, it is like a pile of tons of gunpowder, which will explode at any time, blasting everything to pieces.Matthew had to close his eyes and couldn't bear to keep watching. This was too cruel. He could hardly restrain the impulse several times, and stepped forward to open the lid of the coffin to end all the pain. It's like witnessing the death of a rabbit with your own eyes. Instead of watching it struggling but unable to swallow the last breath, it is better to cut the mess with a knife and end its torture.But he knows that he can't.The passage of time began to become their torture, he was like this, so was Jose, and even the Martin family on the other end of the call five hours later, they did not hold back after all, and came to the store in person to watch. This live broadcast of torture lasted less than 30 minutes before they fled and refused to stay in this room.Rodriguez lowered his eyes unbearably, "Matthew, let's end it, let's end this absurd experience."He arrived here three hours after the start of the experience, watching all this restlessly. He originally thought that he would marvel, enjoy, and think, because this is the real script of "buried alive", and their response was that the movie was released. Afterwards, I look forward to the audience's response. However, he couldn't keep watching."I don't care about this movie anymore. Even with Ren Li's original strength, he can definitely play this role. We don't need to continue this way. Let's end it. Let's end this inhuman torture." Rodriguez felt. He was already on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't even imagine Lan Li's current state. Such an inhumane imprisonment is even more cruel than murder. "If Lan Li gets angry, it's my responsibility. I interrupted the experience. This is just a small-cost independent film. He really doesn't have to work so hard."Even as a director, Rodriguez's patience has reached the limit and he is on the verge of collapse.Matthew did not answer immediately. The air almost solidified, and even the beating of the heart was inaudible. He could hardly feel any movement in the coffin. He just imagined the potential, and the blood all over his body immediately froze into ice. . He can't think about it, not even a little bit.turned his head and looked at Rodriguez, who was sweating and guilty, and Matthew smiled, "He is not for your movie."Rodriguez couldn't help being stunned. It wasn't for "burying" the movie alive. What was it for?"Beep beep, beep beep..."The sudden ringing of the alarm broke the suppressed panic in the room. Matthew stepped forward, only to find that he stood for too long and his muscles were stiff and uncoordinated. His center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell. , But didn't have time to pay attention to himself, just shouted at Jose, "Open the coffin! Open now!" The fierce momentum was like thunder ~www.novelhall.com~ It made everyone recover in an instant. .A group of people swarmed up, and even the people in the office outside came in. Matthew had to stop everyone, "There are too many people, too many! Four people are enough." Four corners, four horns. Hammer, that's enough.The crowd was in a rush again. Four people stepped forward and pulled out the nails in the four corners. Jose reached out his hand and tried to open the lid of the coffin, but his fingers touched the wood of the coffin, but he shrank back like a hot hand. He didn't dare.Matthew's thighs were completely numb, and his footsteps of one deep and one shallow looked embarrassing, but he still walked forward in two steps in three steps, holding the lid tightly with both hands, pausing for a moment, and then panicking Before fear submerged himself, he lifted the lid in a big blow.hollow, a hollow. Lan Li's deep and agile eyes had only two empty openings left at this time, as if a black hole absorbed all the light in, swallowing vitality and hope.The sweat on his head is full of stains, the pale cheeks are not bloody, the hands are swollen, the blood on the fingertips has dried up and solidified, the black T-shirt is completely soaked, and you can clearly see that there is nothing in the chest. The ups and downs are as quiet as a graveyard at midnight.Fear grasped Matthew's heart firmly, and his canthus was about to split, "Ren Li? Ren Li! **** Christ! Lan Li! Wake up, please, wake up!" The endless fear seemed to be free fall. Can't use any force, can only struggle in embarrassment, but only in vain."Drink." Lan Li suddenly took a breath, and sat up, like a vampire resurrecting a corpse.
