"Haha, you're right!"

Huang Huangxiang smiled dryly: "My niece likes Lin Shen very much, but I don't know if she can drag him into the Kowloon Hall!"

This sentence seems to have no beginning and no end, but it actually implies Pogba.

I am a member of the Kowloon Hall, so you don't have to care, but once Li Yintong wins over Lin Baici, then he and I will be a family. If you want to kill me, you have to consider the consequences and whether you can afford it.

"You are too worried. I respect Lin Shen very much!"

Pogba comforted the unhappy one. If it weren't for Lin Baici, he would be the top of the food chain composed of these people and could decide the life or death of others.

In this floor that seems to have turned into an air fryer, everyone is suffering and living like a year.

The one-minute rotation of soaking in ice water turned into 30 seconds, and then quickly turned into ten seconds, because the temperature in the room was too high. Once you leave the water, you will have blisters on your body, as if you were placed on a red-hot iron plate.

Roast it.

"Should Lin Shen be dead?"

Dayangma felt a little regretful that she could not sleep with that man.

"Um!"

Pogba nodded: "Lin must not have found a way to stop the oven, otherwise he would have come back a long time ago."

"Soaking in ice water can resist the high temperature. Lin Shen's brain is broken and he will come back. Then there is only one answer left, he is dead!"

Jirou hated Lin Baici, but after confirming that he was dead, he felt a little regretful, because it meant that he would have no legs to hug him in the next Shenji game.

"Could he have found other ways to circumvent rule pollution?"

Huang Huangxiang suddenly spoke.

Everyone was stunned.

Probably not?

Otherwise, it would be too outrageous and terrifying.

"It's okay if you don't come back!"

Apaju suddenly interjected.

Everyone took a look at the Siamese man. His skin was originally dark, but it looked as if it was burnt. Moreover, it was covered with grape-like blisters.

It's so densely packed that if someone with trypophobia takes one look at it, they can send it away directly.

There was not a fool present, so everyone understood the subtext of Apa's words. If Lin Baici came back, with his prestige and strength, he would take away the right to distribute the ice water.

By then, everyone will be even worse off than now.

After all, no matter how he thought about it, Lin Baici couldn't possibly let that Korean girl and Hong Kong Island girl suffer.

One second is very short, but now, everyone feels that one second is as long as a century.

The entire 10th floor has completely turned into an oven, and there is no way to stay there. Everyone is huddled in the bathtub, and they just keep pouring water on themselves.

"Huang Huangxiang, it's your turn!"

Giroud urged.

Huang Huangxiang pretended not to hear.

"Fuck, I said it's your turn to get the ice!"

Giroud yelled.

"There are still some damn ice cubes, they've been used up a long time ago!"

Even if there were, Huang Huangxiang would not go.

Although it takes at most three seconds to get from here to the refrigerator and take out the ice cubes, a person may die in just these three seconds.

Because it's too hot outside.

Everyone's skin that was exposed to the icy water was already covered in blisters and oozing with pus. It was definitely a severe burn!

The man in love was controlled by Pogba's divine grace and deprived of his mind. He never entered the bathtub to soak in ice water. Now he has turned into a charred corpse.

The stench of burning fat wafted from his body and filled the entire bathroom.

"But the water is heating up!"

Yangma was very anxious: "We must freeze some more ice cubes!"

Everyone knows that continuing like this is not the answer, but no one wants to sacrifice for others!

Just as everyone was thinking about how to survive, a metallic sound suddenly came from the room outside.

Everyone was immediately overjoyed.

"Is it time?"

Doris was ecstatic. Generally speaking, when the oven time is over, there will be this prompt sound.

"should!"

Pogba licked his chapped lips, but the blisters on them made him gasp in pain: "Who's going to take a look?"

"Don't look anymore, we got through it!"

Huang Jinxiang exhaled a breath: "Although it's miserable, I survived after all!"

"Yes, we are much luckier than Lin Shen and others!"

Yang Ma wants to cry, this is so difficult.

I want to go home!

"Pity!"
Chapter completed!