Chapter 354 Consistent Settings (Part 2)_2

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Drenched in sweat, Qian Xiaohao turned his head and found that the maid had already fallen in front of him, breathless.

"Really, give me a heads up before you die," he muttered.

He spread open his clothes and saw that his bulletproof vest had several new bullet holes.

One of the bullets had broken his rib, piercing through one of his organs; he didn't have much time left.

Looking at his two dead companions, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and, with his lips turning purple, cracked a smile, "I'm the last one standing; let's see who dares call me weak now."

Gasping weakly, he watched the elevator continue to rise, eventually coming to a gentle halt on the sixteenth floor.

Qian Xiaohao had imagined many different scenes that could be waiting for him here, but he never expected this.

In the universe, a giant disc floated in mid-air, and a girl around eight or nine years old sat on the edge of the pure white disc, blowing bubbles with a straw.