Zhou Ze felt that if he were to compare the worst day of his life,
today,
could be compared to the day when he was cremated in a car accident. The two were completely on par.
Especially the last paragraph,
that continuous fall, fall, fall, fall,
sometimes he wished he could just fall to his death,
he brought his winning hook along with him and happily GG,
it was better than torturing his body until it was in tatters.
Because of this,
after discovering that he had fallen from the roof and entered the liquid,
zhou Ze did not choose to struggle to the surface,
first, his heart was tired,
he had struggled too many times in this day,
second, his current body was in pain everywhere. He had probably broken quite a number of bones from the continuous collisions just now. It was too difficult for him to do anything else.
