Wan Peng stumbled into Line 0.
When he held the gear-like door, Wan Peng was on his knees and gasped for air. He was glad to be alive.
Just a moment ago, power armors in an organized formation whizzed by him. There was a pungent bloody smell lingering around the power armors. From their deadly aura, they had clearly just experienced a bloodbath.
He did not dare to make a noise as he hid in the shadows. He waited for the earth-trembling noise to disappear before he slipped out from the cracks of the wall.
Fortunately, those power armors passed by quickly, or he could not have escaped.
"FU*K! It didn't feel like anything when I came down, but it's tiring."
He cussed out and wiped the sweat from his neck as he began to move toward Line 2.
He lost.
Whether it was the treasure in Line 0 or everything on Pingan Street. They already lost all the chips in this game.
