Qin Yu frowned, stepping back a bit, "This edge is smeared with corpse oil. Someone seems to have bumped into it while transporting corpses up and down. Be aware, be careful."
Liang Xiaozhen on the other side, eyebrows knitted, had a feeling that in this seemingly casual competition, Qin Yu seemed to be a bit better than him...
But as soon as Qin Yu told them to be careful, Ye Heng instinctively pulled out his gun without another word. Was his reaction so quick? Was he so obedient?
The others followed suit, Yun He had originally wanted to go out, afraid of being poisoned, but now his face had gone pale, and instinctively pulled out his gun.
The muzzles were quickly pointed at Qin Yu...
Realizing this, Qin Yu was just about to move when the wooden board behind him weirdly opened up.
Very quickly, a greasy hand flashed out after opening the board, grabbed Qin Yu's ankle and was about to pull down!
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