This is... quite sudden.
At this moment, the viewing level had tilted 45 degrees; the load-bearing pillars below were breaking one by one. It seemed only a matter of time before the viewing level would crash to the ground and become a magnificent coffin for everyone present.
"What the fuck? Why did it explode again!"
For some reason, ever since Little Fatty returned from his trip to Gotham City, he had become particularly sensitive to two phrases. Whenever he encountered them, he would instantly bristle, his body quaking with tremors of fat.
——"Explosion".
——"Brother Su".
Right now, Little Fatty had no time to pay attention to Brother Su's meaningful gaze.
He was desperately hugging a pillar with both hands, trying hard not to let himself slip down.
Snap.
Without a word, Su Xiaosu came over and also hugged the same pillar as Little Fatty.
There was a sense of shared life and death.
