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"Hmph, I don't have to lie to you, my life is in your hands, why don't I give you some money after you save me!"

These words made the man speak very generously. If the waiter hadn't listened to what he said before, he might have thought that the man in his hand owned the money piled up on the wall.

"That's right. It depends on whether you have the chance to survive."

Following the waiter's words, the man could clearly feel that the force pulling him upward was gradually weakening. According to this trend, sooner or later the man would fall downstairs.

The height of three floors, if you really fall, you may die if you are not lucky. This is no joke!

The man immediately became anxious and quickly grabbed the waiter's hand, the expression on his face became extremely disgusting.

"Help me! Help me!"

The feeling of seeing oneself coming to the end of life and being powerless is still too exciting for such a man who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

A strange smell gradually spread from the direction of the man. If the professionalism in the waiter's heart had not firmly controlled his body at this time, the man would have been thrown away by him.

"You were so scared that you peed yourself?!"

The waiter looked at him in disbelief, and his hatred for this man reached its peak at this moment.

The exhausted body was once again magically filled with strength, and the man was lifted up in a whoosh.

However, the sequelae of doing so were also very strong. The waiter's feet gave way, and he slid down uncontrollably against the wall by the window. He sat paralyzed next to him, breathing heavily, and looked at the man who only knew madness with disgust. Screaming man.

"Ah, I'm dead. I'm young, and I still have so much money that I haven't spent all. Wuwuwu..."

The waiter frowned at the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, wishing his parents would give him less ears. Even the two women who were unconscious on the bed were frowning unconsciously, twisting and turning, with full body language. It's all about uneasiness and restlessness in capital letters and bold words.

Since the waiter was sitting slumped next to the window, he could almost see the fog outside with his peripheral vision.

That kind of moving speed is not something that a natural phenomenon like fog can possess. It is as if the strange fog has wisdom and can control its traveling speed independently. It looks like it is enough to scare that timid and arrogant man to death. It's over.

"To shut up!"

The waiter frowned and roared in a deep voice.

The man was immediately restrained. His whole figure looked like a video with the pause button pressed. He looked so motionless that even an older tortoise couldn't compare to him.

"You, ah, I'm not dead!"

When the man came back to his senses, his first sentence turned out to be such a useless thing. The waiter was still a little nervous at first, but he became a Buddha immediately after that.

Forget it, he was the one who had undue expectations for this fool.

"On the count of three, if you keep howling, I'll throw you down."

The waiter stretched out his hand and made the sign of three. The indifferent and murderous look in his eyes immediately frightened the man.

"Uh-huh!"

The man didn't dare to say anything at all. He covered his mouth with both hands, for fear that he would accidentally make some noise and be killed when he finally saved his life.

As time passed, when the waiter had just finished intimidating the man, the two women who were unconscious on the bed gradually came to life.

"Um……"

Hearing this movement, the waiter felt that there was nothing serious going on between the two of them.

If there is, it is beyond his ability to solve it.

After all, the man before wanted to commit suicide by burning charcoal in a confined space, and the three of them were together.

In other words, it doesn't take long, otherwise none of the three people in this room will survive.