บท 379: Will You Run for Chairman?

"Hey! Why are you hitting me? I cleaned the syrup for you! You are so unreasonable!"

Qin Guan bounced up and down and ran around the room. Cong Nianwei was chasing after him with a teddy bear.

"You bastard! Clean the syrup from the floor!"

It was a professional conflict between a doctor and a nurse.

The sunshine in the room was replaced by moonlight. The tenants left and closed the door, leaving the empty apartment behind them.

It was noisy out on the streets. That night, Manhattan finally revealed its true nature, like a monster showing its sharp teeth at night.

Thanks to his blue skin, the iron nails on his head and the torch in his hand, Joseph looked like the Frankenstein monster.

The twins had dressed up as vampires, wearing funny wings on their shoulders.

The Mexican zombies had left the building earlier. The owner of the building, who was an old American woman, had hung up a large basket by the entrance.