Sun Hai opened the door, but behind it, there was no sign of Mr. Lei, nor any of the audience who had previously been forcibly evicted. Even the corridor itself was gone;
In front of him was a bustling crowd, this was the street of Old Beijing Road, with two stalls selling herbal tea and fruits right across from the door, and this door, inside it was the entrance to a 7 Days Inn, still marked with a fire escape plan, while outside was an old wooden board with a sign hanging on it, reading "Public Toilet."
"This......"
Sun Hai's mouth was agape; at this time, the blood splashing from his body and the torture from the depths of his soul had already ceased to draw any bit of his attention,
Because he was now in complete despair.
Just moments ago, he stood at the pinnacle, only to crash into the abyss unexpectedly. With such drastic ups and downs, even the strong psychological fortitude of an audience would be very difficult to withstand.
