The elevator door opened, and there was a fence door outside. Through the gap in the fence door, I could vaguely see the room inside. But the fence door in front of me didn't show any intention of opening, so I tried to push it with my hand.
It didn't move. Could it be that it was a sliding door, so I pulled it horizontally, but it still didn't move at all.
"Hey, haven't you been here before? How do you open this door?" I turned back to Oshan and asked.
Oshan didn't answer. She walked up and pulled me aside, then took a few steps back, then rushed forward a few steps. With a "bang" sound, Oshan's high-raised foot directly kicked the fence.
On the door.
However, except for Oshan's body being bounced back, nothing happened. I looked at Oshan's weird behavior and asked: "Are you crazy? What are you really doing?" After saying this, I felt a little bit
I regret it, because she is not normal in the first place. I think this sentence is a bit redundant.
"What are you doing standing still? It's your turn." Oshan shook her colorful hair, then glared at me and urged.
"What's my turn? Just like you, kick the door!" I didn't understand what Oshan meant for a while.
"Unless you don't want to get out of here." After Oshan said that, she hid in the corner of the elevator with her arms folded, looked at me, and said.
Although I am a very impulsive person, I heard that someone had to kick the door when they got out of the elevator. But Oshan's determined eyes made me believe it. Hey, who cares about his grandma?
, it’s not my door anyway, just kick it, just to vent my depression and dissatisfaction.
So, I took a few steps back, then flew up and kicked the door hard. The sound of "bang, dang, dang" proved my strength, but the door still didn't open.
Although the door was not opened, the kick just now completely aroused my desire for destruction. I stepped back excitedly, and then gathered enough strength to kick hard towards the fence door. In this way, it often happened over and over again.
But during this back and forth, the adrenaline in my body was like the Baotu Spring in Jinan, erupting with excitement and spreading throughout my body, driving me to tirelessly hit the gate again and again without hesitation.
, just like Don Quixote will never give up the challenge of the windmill.
But after all, the body's ability is limited. After repeated shocks I don't know how many times, I finally exhausted the last bit of physical strength. I collapsed on the floor of the elevator, breathing heavily, and I couldn't even move a finger.
It felt very strenuous to get up.
Oshan squatted down next to me and asked, "Are you tired?"
I blinked and nodded. I really didn't have the strength to answer her question. I saw Oshan reaching out and dragging me to the corner of the elevator, and she began to repeat the Don Quixote-like impact I had just given.
Although I was doing the same crazy action just now. But when I watched Oshan do it, I felt inexplicable horror in my heart. Is this what I just did? It’s so fucking scary
It feels a bit creepy.
Oshan's small body was exhausted after just a few rounds of impact. She leaned against the wall of the elevator panting and said to herself: "This should be enough. If it happens again,
If I keep struggling, I will be exhausted to death."
Lying on the ground, I had not yet recovered, so I did not understand what Oshan said. I was about to ask, when I heard a loud bang in my ears, and the fence door in front of the elevator collapsed, and the entire ground
They were all shocked.
From the force of the shaking on the ground, I learned that the weight of that seemingly inconspicuous fence door was dozens of times heavier than it seemed. Such a door would explode and burn all my energy.
Small Universe, I'm afraid it's impossible to kick it away. I estimate that using a medium-sized explosive bag will be enough.
"Let's go, the doors are already open, don't pretend to be dead here." Oshan stood upright holding on to the wall of the elevator and kicked me.
"The doors are all open! Do you call this opening the door?" I shouted in a fuss. You can't blame me for being strange. I have never heard of anyone's door being opened like this. I can't see it.
What is the difference between the method and dismantling the door?
"Boss, I want you to go in." Two beggars who were relatively neatly dressed stood in front of the fence gate where they were lying on the ground and said to the two of us.
Why are you so polite? I climbed up as soon as I could. Although my feet were weak, I could finally take a look at the so-called "boss". Oshan stepped out of the elevator with a face full of joy. She certainly had reason to be happy.
, because after the boss witnessed it, she can have a room of her own in the disc house, and no longer have to count stars to fall asleep. However, if she suffers from insomnia in the future, she doesn’t have to worry too much, since there is no star counting,
Then just count the sheep.
Oshan and I were led to a room by the two beggars. A pair of dark brown doors were closed tightly. Two women in gorgeous clothes stood at the door. "Bring them here." One of the charming women said to the leader.
asked the beggar who came from us.
"Well, this guy is really strong, he can actually work in it for such a long time!" one of the slightly taller beggars replied.
"Really?" After hearing this, another gorgeous woman opened her eyes excitedly and looked at me from top to bottom, with a look as if she wanted to eat someone.
"Call those two people in." A trembling voice came from behind the door. It sounded like a very old and frail man was giving the order.
"Is this man about to die? Why does he have such a half-dead tone?" I couldn't help but mutter to myself.
"Don't talk nonsense, boss is very energetic, don't seek death!" Oshan reminded from the side.
Standing on the left and right of the door, the two women dressed like fairies had already opened the door. The woman who almost ate me with her eyes just now opened her big red mouth and said with a smile: "Please come in.
, quite a boy.”
"Don't hit him in the head. This is my presser foot. Don't have any illusions." Oshan warned as he passed the woman, "Be careful, I will break your nose and crush your silicone."
"Ouch! You're such a sworn enemy, do I still need silicone? Bah!" the woman said angrily, not forgetting to shake the pair of big peaks on her chest at me.
A large bed with a thick red carpet on the floor. A huge gray-black wolf skin was spread on the carpet in front of the bed. The wolf's head with snarling teeth and claws was facing the person coming in from the door. It was white and sharp.
The wolf fang reminds anyone who walks into this house that the owner here is definitely a ruthless character.
A man was half leaning on the bed, his head resting weakly on the gorgeous headboard. His whole body was trembling constantly, and the frequency of trembling was so fast that I even suspected that this person was suffering from epilepsy. This man's entire face is made up of bones except for skin. If there were no bones to block it, the brown and dull face would collapse directly into his head.
Isn’t this a dying person? He is no different from the living dead. He is such a thin person who is about to fall off his bones and can still eat a chicken in one meal. What kind of person is he?