There are the same rooms on both sides of the corridor.
This is a prison, but there are no fences or chains.
There is a glimmer of hope in the heart of the disaster column. Maybe he can escape!
What can I do if I want to go back to my factory?
He doesn’t know, but go back!
He is a factory owner! What kind of factory owner is there without a factory?
He looked around and found a brighter light at the end of one side, so he hurried over.
Kick, kick, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step.
The disaster train hurriedly stepped up its pace and ran out of the corridor crazily. It’s not long, but it’s already panting for such a short distance without exercising for a long time.
It was not until he saw the warm light that five or six tables covered his abdomen and bent down to gasp.
"Yo disaster column you can be awake" heard the noise here old ink waved and said hello to him "come here come here! I’m unlucky. Why don’t you play a few games for me? "
"What?" The disaster column looked puzzled and then he looked up to the side.
A half door is not far away.
There is a faint rumble outside, which seems to go straight to other areas of the factory.
The disaster train takes two steps forward and then looks around warily.
No guards and no one stopped him.
But it’s strange … why didn’t these people run away?
Is there any trap in the door that will be cut into seventeen pieces by clicking?
Thought of here, the disaster train made a shudder, filled with some carefully walked to the door and looked outside.
There seems to be no trap.
It’s really a long corridor outside, and not far away is a complicated passage.
There are so many places to hide in the factory that he has no doubt that he wants to go out by himself, even if he escapes half the battle.
How is it so easy?
No way!
Disaster train thoughtfully.
At this time, old Mo Dao "Wan!"
"touch!"
"eat!"
"One shot and two rings!"
Old ink bitterly hammered his head with a "dong" and pulled the drawer in front of him and found that there was a chip left inside.
"Alas, I don’t have chips to owe! Owe! "
"No, how can I get credit at the table?"