Little Steel Cannon swallowed nervously; at this moment, he felt a chill down his spine, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily.
A pale hand slowly slid onto his shoulder.
From the corner of his eye, he could see the face of a paper-made woman, pale and cold, with white eyes and blood-red lips.
Her throat seemed like an old cassette, emitting a series of eerie giggles, as she whispered coldly in his ear, "You just said you're not afraid of me, is that true? Otherwise, come down and keep me company!"
At this moment, the elevator suddenly went black, and the other hooligans screamed in panic, clutching their heads and squatting on the ground.
Little Steel Cannon felt a sudden warmth below, almost crying as he said, "B-B-Big Sister, I was just saying it casually, please don't take it seriously!"
