The intense battle on B3 was in full swing, and even Ling Mo and the others on B2 could feel the vibration under their feet.
It seems Zhao Zhi is still very strong, and Mo Dahai and Zhang Teng might also possess considerable strength...
Stella was pressed against the wall, her eyes tightly fixed on the pitch-black elevator doors.
No matter what Ling Mo asked her, she just kept shaking her head vigorously, and her gaze was scattered.
After asking a few times, Ling Mo lost interest in her.
However, since she had helped them out of the siege, Ling Mo still kept her by his side.
"Brother, come and take a look at Zhang Haoyu."
Meng Jiayu suddenly shouted, immediately drawing Ling Mo's attention to Zhang Haoyu.
His face was pale as death; he was holding his stomach, and his whole body was trembling non-stop, his hair soaked with sweat and sticking to his face.
"What happened?" Ling Mo quickly approached him, grabbed his arm, and shifted it away little by little.
