Seeing that face, He Gu froze completely.

It was the puppet in the orange work suit, with a work badge hanging on its chest, labeled S11.

The puppet didn't move, as if it had been placed there from the start.

At this moment, the puppet stood less than a meter away from He Gu, frozen in a running pose, its right hand gripping a hammer high above, as if it could come crashing down at any moment.

Cold sweat seeped from He Gu's forehead as he stared at the puppet's raised hammer hand.

It had approached him silently, so close without a sound!

Had He Gu turned around just two seconds later, his head might have been smashed open!

Now He Gu finally understood what "it" referred to in the rules.@@novelbin@@

"Damn it!"

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