Li Zheng looked up and said, "Another ladder?" He asked Wang Fei. Wang Fei shook her head.
At this time, a violent vibration sounded from the roof, the violent pounding causing the roof above to shed a lot of dust. Then, many bullets tumbled down one after another, everywhere. Wang Fei cried out in alarm, cowering into a corner, hugging her head as she cried out, "Don't blame me! I've had nightmares for the last few decades! I just want to be a bit better! I just want to be a bit more fair! Please let me go!"
Li Zheng frowned, took off his eyes, took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, and quickly folded it into a paper crane. He muttered, and the paper crane flew away from Li Zheng's hand and into the higher floor. The noise on the roof stopped. Wang Fei also gradually stood up
