The time agreed with Guan Xinxian was around nine o'clock in the evening.
But the person who came to the door arrived before eight o'clock.
"Snap."
The sound on the windowsill broke Lu Ping'an's mood for reading.
As soon as he opened it, a worn-out black cassette rolled in. The next moment, it twisted and transformed into a small mechanical eagle.
Tiny metal folding wings and a metal probe that made up the camera.
"Transformers?" This scene made Lu Ping'an subconsciously blurt out something familiar.
"Uh, you've seen that horror movie too? You're right, a lot of my inspiration comes from that popular horror series." Hearing his words, Fang Wen's attitude improved a lot since few people nowadays enjoyed watching those R18 B-rated films.
Transformers horror film? Lu Ping'an revealed a subtle expression, but upon further thought, it seemed reasonable.
