The reflective glasses kept looking at the floor corridor in the entrance hall.

"What are you doing? Brother Chu Xuan."

"Just looking for props that will make us more likely to survive."

Chu Xuan replied faintly, his pupils hidden under his glasses continued to look at all the gaps.

Click to collapse!

He reached into a hole in the floor that was not big or small, just enough to accommodate his palms.

In the palm that was retracted again, a small brown cloth bag covered with blood was quietly lying.

"elder brother."

Yuka Shita was very smart and didn't continue asking.

She knew that if she continued to ask, Chu Xuan would definitely tell her.

but.

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That kind of cloth bag full of gloomy atmosphere.

Or, don't ask.
Chapter completed!