He took a deep breath and looked toward the staggering Ji Xiaoxiang zombie, clenching the edges of his boxing wraps even tighter.
"Just imagine that every person playing a beautiful girl character,"
"is some foot-picking guy in front of the screen."
"Then suddenly you have the strength to strike!"
Yin Li sneered, "I'm picturing a shady, creepy, self-aggrandizing Li Qingming."
"Good! It's a venting session!"
"Yeah, beat him to death, but remember to repair durability."
Behind them, Ji Xiaoxiang, sneaking a look at the stairwell, sighed as he watched these two frenzied figures start to beat up the zombie that looked like him.
Better not to say too much.
It was clear that teaming up with Li Qingming was also a lot of pressure for them.
...
While Room 202 was gleefully venting and Room 201 nimbly doing the tying up,
the two men and one woman in Villa 103 were on the verge of a crisis.
