"What are you doing?" Chen Zi rushed to stop her.
But the hand he extended quickly retracted.
Chen Zi stared in horror with wide eyes.
Is there a hole in the security door?
Is this a foam plastic door?
He looked at Little Taotie's small, chubby hands, white and tender, appearing harmless.
But this destructive power... astonishing!
Little Taotie's little hand reached through the hole and unlocked the door from inside.
"Brother Chen Zi, hurry up and save people! Ghost told me someone is murdering Uncle Director!"
Chen Zi: "...Ghost? Is it the Ghost I think it is?"
Little Taotie nodded vigorously: "Right behind you, a pretty aunt."
Chen Zi felt a chill down his spine, feeling bad already, "You can't just joke around like that."
"Quickly go in and save Uncle Director!" Little Taotie rushed inside.
Chen Zi didn't dare to look back, nor stay outside alone, so he rushed in too.
