A young man in black clothes, black trousers, and a black peaked cap appeared downstairs in the unit.
He lowered his head, looked around, and tentatively pushed the electronic door.
Pushed away.
The young man lowered the brim of his hat and walked into the building.
Holding the dagger in his pocket, he started knocking on the door one by one.
At this time, Jiang Haohao was at home, staring eagerly at the door of his room, waiting for fried chicken and French fries to be delivered to his door...
The plot is a short story, written for fun
Purpose: Don't do any evil