Su Mo once again felt that strange atmosphere, she walked beside Lu Chen and turned her head to look at the faces of the three people. Although their expressions were very normal, why was the atmosphere so weird?
She was holding Lu Chen's hand, and they arrived at the house they had stayed in before.
By now, there were many people inside shouting loudly, each expression seemed possessed as they uniformly cried out "Demon Cage."
When Jianxiong and the others entered, someone at the railing made room for them.
The group stood by it, and below was the deep pit Su Mo had been in before. The burly man who had killed his own people with a rocket launcher was lying on the damp, cold cement floor. It took him a long time to slowly get up.
When he lifted his head, Su Mo saw his face, swollen like a pig's head.
