The room, which had been sealed for years, was covered in dust. The same incandescent light as the corridor outside illuminated the entire room. There was a slight bitter smell in the air, as if it was a mixture of various herbs.
There are several round black glass tubes about one meter in diameter standing in the room, making it impossible to detect their specific functions.
After seeing the room, Chuuya was visibly stunned. At this moment, he was protected by Blake Jing in his arms. He opened his eyes wide and took in the black round glass, as if he saw the most shocking thing in the world.
N raised his hands and looked at the black muzzle of the gun with a forced smile: "I thought we had a good chat."
"Of course, it would be great if the harmonious atmosphere just now can continue forever. However, it seems that you don't want to have a good chat anymore." Blake Jing's fingers slowly closed, and he was about to pull the trigger.
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