Ah Hai's big physique blocked the opening of the water pipe. The huge suction force was stopped, and the water level ceased to rise after reaching the height of everyone's foreheads.
Zhan Beiye reached out to pull him, but Ah Hai suddenly trembled and raised his head, his face wearing a strange smile that was the combination of agony and relief. Seeing such a smile, Zhan Beiye was confused for a moment.
However, Ah Hai immediately grabbed on tightly to the rim of the water pipe, locking himself in that position. He gestured for the rest to leave before the water level rose again, but no one was willing to give up on him.
Meng Fuyao's hand stayed on the door while she quickly said, "Take off your belts and tie one end to Ah Hai's waist. Then, swim to the door. When I count to three, everyone will dash past the door and tug Ah Hai along with us."
