Ming City Technology Plaza stood nearly a hundred meters tall, and naturally, there were many elevators, with eight facing each other, along with numerous staircases.
Li Changzhou and his group followed the rescue personnel up the backup staircase to the 21st floor and quietly waited for news.
The soldiers drew fire elsewhere, but they wouldn't have it easy either. Not to mention anything else, they were bound to confront the mother mosquito.
Li Changzhou glanced sideways. The chubby owner wore knuckle dusters, daring to forego a bulletproof vest. One could roughly guess his skill; however, the female celebrity remained a mystery.
Logically, since they were acting together, they should share their backgrounds to facilitate coordination. But they hadn't said anything to each other.
Between players, it was destined to be a rivalry.
He then thought of those players the game called 'Doomsday,' wondering what their existence was like?
