At two o'clock in the morning, the whole city had a power outage.
Everyone is criticizing property management. No one saw——
Lying on the cable was something faster than a cat and thinner than a dog.
Only Chen Mo saw it.
From that moment on, the red rope on his wrist was as hot as ever.
He flipped an old switch that no one remembered.
The lights in the whole street were all on.
From that day on——
Local snakes targeted him, and black lights came to the door.
Even the person at the main altar was waiting for the lamp in his hand to go out.
They don't know.
He is not keeping a light.
It's this city.
This broken city needs me to come.
