Roger just wanted to step forward to kick the door, but was pulled down by the middle-aged man beside him, "Don't waste your effort, it's no use. We're just ordinary people. Once the door is closed, we can't go in again."
At this moment, the pattern condensed on the door spread to both sides and then wrapped around the entire area at an extremely fast speed.
"Hurry up, we need to find the next safe point." The middle-aged man could no longer take care of Roger and ran desperately towards the distance.
Roger glanced back at the pattern on the door and quickly followed.
The visibility around them was getting lower and lower. The bustling street just now was now dead silent. Just as the middle-aged man was feeling a bit hopeless, a door on the side of the street suddenly opened, and a hand reached out from inside.
"You're really courting death, hurry up and get in here!"
