The rubble fell vertically, and the brat upstairs laughed loudly, watching the rubble hit the ground and shouted, "So much fun!"
"I want to do it again!"
The already weak rubble couldn't resist the brat with the robot protection, he was picked up, taken to the rooftop, and pushed down again by the brat.
Over and over again, countless times.
Apparently, the brat got tired of this game, finally stopped, but only stopped the game.
The weak rubble was tied to a chair like an operating table, with the brat holding various dismantling tools, banging on the rubble.
"It's strange, you have no screws."
"You really look like a human!"
The brat researched for quite a while, couldn't find any gap to pry open the rubble, thought not to break it, there are many games still to play.
"Take it apart later!"
The rubble was taken off the operating table by the brat and tied to a wheelchair.
"You're sick, I want to take good care of you."
"Eat well, okay!"
