An Ran saw that the key light on the elevator was still on, so he tried to press the door opening button, but there was no response.

She realized that the elevator might have had a malfunction, so she immediately pressed the elevator from the first floor to the 33rd floor. From her skillful techniques, she could see that she was very calm and had received emergency training before.

All the button lights were on, but the elevator still didn't move.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Don't press it randomly. If something goes wrong with it, we will be both unlucky."

An Ran said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it common for elevator failure?"

Although the words were light and light, I felt a little nervous. At this time, the elevator buttons turned off like horse-drawn lanterns.

An Ran was a little panicked and looked back at Zhang Hehuan and found that this guy held the elevator handle with one hand to prevent falling.

His back and head are close to the inner wall opposite the elevator door, in a straight line, making full use of the wall as a spinal protection, and keeping the knees in a curved position. This is to use the bend of the knee to withstand the possible heavy blow pressure, lift the heels, take the tiptoe position, and make buffers as much as possible.

An Ran quickly followed his example and grabbed the other side, his heart pounding violently.

Zhang Hehuan said, "Call for someone!" He found that An Ran's posture made her chest look very prominent, not small!

An Ran took out her cell phone. The signal in the elevator was weak. She called the emergency number but couldn't get out at all. She looked at Zhang Hehuan and said, "You call, I have a bad signal."

Zhang Hehuan sighed: "Which website is from?"

"move!"

"Mobile is not as good as China Unicom."

Zhang Hehuan took out his cell phone and found that there was no signal at all. He shook his head at Anran: "My cell phone has no signal at all."

"What should I do? Find a way!"

"What can I do?" Zhang Hehuan pressed the emergency call button on the elevator. After pressing it, it was as if he had hit the power switch, and the elevator suddenly became dark.

"Zhang Hehuan, why are you doing random pressing?"

"What can I do? Sister An, am I trying to find a way?" Zhang Hehuan pressed the emergency call button again, but there was no response.

An Ran grabbed the elevator handrail: "Don't always call me Sister An, this is the unit!"

"Okay, I won't call you Sister An, I'll call you sister, okay? Sister, you press the button once and don't call it randomly. I press the emergency call button and just press it randomly. Come on, call the staff."

Zhang Hehuan returned to his original position and grabbed the handrail and opened his phone. He felt a little reckless. Looking back now, it was a bit weird. In the past, the mall props never came to him with reputation. Is there any pitfalls here?

Zhang Hehuan is only now remembering to read the instructions. There are two elevator failure cards on the shelves, and Zhang Hehuan has only exchanged one, but now he remembering to read the instructions.

1: This card is for use by the redeemer only.

2: This card requires you to be at the scene of the accident before it can take effect.

3: It is recommended that you purchase major personal accident insurance before using this card, and a series of hotlines such as Ping An, PICC, Pacific and others are provided.

Seeing this, Zhang Hehuan felt a little distressed. How bad is my hand? I exchanged this card for a woman, and it was simply a risk of life.

4: The nature of this card can be referred to as the jumping machine, with five irritating stars and five damaging stars, 50% of the probability of injury, 49:99% of the probability of death, and 0.01% of the probability of walking out of the elevator safely.

5: The card is responsible for the consequences of starting it at your own risk, and the mall does not assume any responsibility.

6: Good luck.

Zhang Hehuan was completely confused, 0.01%, which means that he had a chance of escaping from this elevator safely. On the other hand, he thought it was not too bad. The probability of death was less than half, and the survival rate was more than half. But if he didn't fall to death, he might as well fall to death or something, it would be better to fall to death.

The elevator suddenly vibrated, and An Ran grabbed the guardrail with both hands: "You... stop playing with your phone, hurry up... think of a solution..."

Zhang Hehuan thought to myself, are I playing with my phone? I don’t have the mood to play with my phone? I’m so owed my hand, why do I think of this broken thing?

Zhang Hehuan put his phone in his pocket and pulled it up to practice. He grabbed the handle of the guardrail with both hands and whispered: "Hurry up, let's shout together, I hope people outside can hear it."

An Ran remembered him and shouted loudly: "Help!"

Zhang Hehuan didn't shout. He was thinking about how to get out. He still had a chance to pause. Can he start the time pause at the appropriate time? It seemed useless. I remember that when Chu Qiyue's motorcycle was in a car accident, he also started the time pause. After ten seconds, how to hit it and still hit it.

"Help!" An Ran screamed again, and found that Zhang Hehuan didn't say a word: "Why don't you shout? You scream..." Before he finished speaking, the elevator lights lit up, and a hint of surprise appeared on both of them. Could it be that the call was coming? Everything has returned to normal?

After a brief surprise, Zhang Hehuan immediately realized that it was impossible. This centurion card never disappointed him.

The elevator began to slowly move up. Zhang Hehuan remembered the jumping machine. Seeing the numbers on it rising, he looked at the numbers and said: "Save... Save..."

Zhang Hehuan said: "Hurry up!"

An Ran grabbed the guardrail with one hand, and put her white and tender little hands on it and pulled it down. The effect was excellent. She quickly lit up all the numbers on it, but the elevator did not stop and continued to move upward at a slow speed.

Zhang Hehuan seemed to see the building jumper in the amusement park. She played like that at the beginning. She first slowly pulled up, then stopped, shook twice, slid slightly, stopped, and then fell straight down. The key was that the other person's building jumper had safety measures, and they both did not.

An Ran's already snow-white face was whiter now, and he couldn't even see any blood.

Zhang Hehuan suddenly remembered the incident of her jumping off the building back then. How could I forget such an important thing? She just jumped off the building and fell to death. I played with her with the elevator. This was just a mouse licking her pussy and looking for excitement.

Zhang Hehuan reminded An Ran: "Hurry up, have you ever played with the building jumper?"

An Ran nodded: "I like it!" His voice trembled a little.

Zhang Hehuan thought to herself that she liked you, and she was so scared that she trembled her voice. I hope you won’t wet your pants later. She glanced at An Ran and she probably wouldn’t wet her pants. She was wearing a skirt.

My heart suddenly hangs in the air, and the feeling of weightlessness suddenly comes. The elevator falls straight down from the 33rd floor. Zhang Hehuan screams: "Damn it! I won't play anymore!"

An Ran also screamed, her skirt floated upwards as it fell rapidly, revealing two straight and beautiful legs, even the lace inside was exposed.

Zhang Hehuan screamed and looked at her, looking at her for a moment, not expecting that the last scenery she saw in this world was actually An Ran’s under the skirt.

An Ran grabbed the guardrail with both hands and screamed enough to penetrate the elevator ceiling. Suddenly, she felt that Zhang Hehuan's eyes were wrong. Then she realized that her legs were cold and quickly freed up one hand to cover her skirt.

Zhang Hehuan thought that he was still poor and conscientious when he died, and he really regarded himself as Marilyn Monroe?

The elevator that fell at high speed suddenly slowed down again. An Ran didn't have to cover her skirt and sagged naturally. Zhang Hehuan looked at the floor index. They fell to the sixth floor and the elevator began to slowly descend.

An Ran glared at Zhang Hehuan: "Turn your face!"

"Sister, you have something wrong. It's time? I'm not interested in taking off all your clothes. Nothing is more important than my life."

"What did you say? Do you dare to say it again..." The elevator lights went out again, and the elevator was painted black.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Okay, I'm interested, okay, now you're satisfied and can't see anything."

"Zhang Hehuan, it's all your fault."

Zhang Hehuan said: "You are so embarrassed to say, if I hadn't brought you a copywriting, how could I have gotten on your pirate ship..."

The elevator vibrated and both of them stopped talking.

An Ran whispered: "It seems to be stopped."

"It seems, it's just stopped, it should be the end. Let's see if there is any way to get out."

An Ran took out her cell phone and turned on the flashlight. The light shone on Zhang Hehuan's face. Zhang Hehuan closed her eyes: "Are you wrong?"

"How do you talk to the teacher?" An Ranqi said buzzingly, temporarily out of danger and finally got some confidence. She held up her phone to look at the elevator door, and Zhang Hehuan reminded her not to stroke the buttons randomly.

An Ran rushed to the elevator door: "Is anyone? I'm trapped in the elevator!"

Zhang Hehuan thought to himself that I still have me? Am I not a human being?

An Ran thought the elevator had stopped, so he went to the door and patted the elevator door.

Zhang Hehuan reminded her to come back and grab the guardrail so that she would avoid any further problems. An Ran ignored him and continued to knock on the door. Suddenly the elevator began to rise. An Ran was startled and her phone fell to the ground and fell at Zhang Hehuan's feet. The light shone from bottom to top, making his face look particularly sinister and weird.

An Ran screamed, reached out to grab the guardrail but failed to catch it, and the elevator climbed upwards as if it was crazy.

An Ran stumbled towards Zhang Hehuan. Such a short distance seemed so far at this moment. She was panicked and didn't care about anything. She stretched her arms forward, and grabbed Zhang Hehuan like a drowning person catching a life-saving straw.

She actually grabbed Zhang Hehuan's pants. Zhang Hehuan was wearing sports casual pants today, without a belt, and was pulled by An Ran, and she took off her whole body.

Zhang Hehuan screamed, "What's the matter?" She was beaten before picking up girls, and An Ran was also shaken. As Zhang Hehuan took off her pants, she knelt on the elevator floor with a thud. Her pretty face was directly stuck on Zhang Hehuan's underwear, and she felt something was pushing her forehead.

"Ah!" An Ran screamed.

Zhang Hehuan also called him, and she should have called him, An Ran fucked his pants and used her forehead to hit her vigilant. This was simply naked harassment. It was not that she could use screams to cover up her embarrassment because she was a woman, nor that anyone who had a loud voice was right. He was the victim.

During the elevator climbing, she became overweight. Anran knelt on the ground and couldn't stand up. Not only could she not stand up, her body also pressed Zhang Hehuan tightly on the back wall of the elevator.

Zhang Hehuan grabbed the guardrail with both hands, her back and head pressed against the back wall tightly, and she was wearing only a pair of shorts. Her sports trousers were taken off to her ankles. She closed her eyes and felt like she was obedient.

After the elevator climbed to the top floor, there was no stop at all. It immediately changed direction and fell downwards. This time the speed was faster than before. Zhang Hehuan's boxer underwear was blowing. An Ran didn't even bother to consider anything else. She hugged Zhang Hehuan's bare thighs tightly, pressed her face against him, closed her eyes, and looked like she was left to fate.

In the surveillance room, someone finally saw the image in the elevator. He saw that there seemed to be a man and a woman doing something inside. Because it was too dark, they couldn't see their appearance clearly. However, the positions of the two had to make people think a lot. Some security guards realized that something was wrong and immediately notified the elevator to maintain the maintenance. A group of people rushed to the elevator.

The elevator fell between the five and sixth floors and stopped. As the elevator stopped, the power supply magically recovered.

An Ran covered her hair and didn't dare to look at Zhang Hehuan. She got up from the ground and ran to the other side to grab the guardrail. Zhang Hehuan bent down and lifted her pants up as soon as possible. She got a little bit away in the middle, and was stimulated by An Ran.

Neither of them spoke. Zhang Hehuan picked up An Ran's cell phone that had fallen to the ground. He found that the screen of the cell phone was broken and handed it to An Ran: "Your cell phone."

An Ran took it and quickly put it in her bag. He looked up at the light ceiling above. The atmosphere was so awkward.

At this time, a voice came from outside: "Is there anyone inside?"

Zhang Hehuan quickly agreed: "Someone, somebody, I'm in there!"

An Ran hurriedly followed: "I'm here too!"

"Don't worry, we'll save you..."

The elevator started to go down again.

An Ran stomped her feet in a hurry: "What's going on? What's wrong with this broken elevator? Can you stop?"
To be continued...