At this moment, Mo Zhoujing, who was trapped under the slab, slowly lost hope.
The seawater had already seeped in, and soon this ship would sink. Jiang Ruantian not returning meant she would not come back anymore.
Mo Zhoujing understood human nature very thoroughly.
Jiang Ruantian not returning was expected, but he still couldn't accept dying at the bottom of the sea like this.
He began shouting for help, and although a few people ran by, they only glanced at him and immediately ran out again.
The cabin was the first to flood, and as the seawater slowly soaked into his body, despair surged in Mo Zhoujing's heart.
When the ship began to tilt, and the marble slab of the bar in front of him was about to collapse, he wanted to stand up and escape, but in that instant, the wheelchair under him suddenly slid back, and as he stood up, he fell along with the ship.
Immediately, that slab firmly pressed down on his legs.
