After running all the way back to the security room, Mo Daidai, who was at the telephone, visibly panicked, stood up quickly, "What's the situation here?"
Yang Xiao picked up the bottle of mineral water on Mo Daidai's desk, gulped down two mouthfuls, and only after catching his breath did he recount the whole incident to Mo Daidai.
"Well done," Mo Daidai's eyes were full of admiration, "This way, even if you encounter that old thing again, as long as you have the telephone with you, you can remain unbeatable."
Mo Daidai gave Yang Xiao a sly suggestion, "How about this, you take the telephone apart and bring half of it with you next time, leave the other half with me, I'll hide it for you. That way, the old guy definitely won't dare to harm you fatally, you'll only suffer some flesh wounds at most, you just have to endure it."