Stepping onto the stairs, Lin Yue, along with Bai and the Little Ice Lizards, came up to the next level.
Here, Xiao Meng and the Little Ice Lizards, just like before, pinned the skinny old man against the wall.
However, it seemed he had been down there for too long; Old Sun was now drenched with sweat, almost collapsing.
Moreover, upon hearing the sound of him coming up, Old Sun's knees seemed unable to hold, and if it weren't for Xiao Meng grabbing and holding him, he would have collapsed directly to the ground.
"What are you pretending for?" Lin Yue asked as he came up.
"I'm not... not pretending..."
"Old Sun, did you hear the sound of the Desert Eagle earlier? You know what I did, right." Lin Yue picked up the Desert Eagle and pressed it against the back of Old Sun's head, some blood slowly dripping down the back of his head.
Old Sun was now covered in goosebumps, and his entire scalp was numb.
