At 3:30 in the morning, the Internet cafe was as silent as a cemetery. Several cameras recorded the whole process of the little fat man from taking the first bite to struggling and finally dying. The young network manager at the bar, who looked like a stick, never raised his head once. If the little fat man Izumi knew better, he might forgive the young man who looked like a stick, because he was fighting on the front line of the team battle at that time...
Intention: The future has already been determined and destiny cannot be changed.