Chapter 129 You’re Still Somewhat Useful

Thinking of this, I could not help but feel excited. I said while looking at Inch, "We're saved. The police are coming to rescue us." Seeing my excitement, Inch's face remained stern and unsmiling, his brows furrowed. Seeing his reaction, I asked, "What's wrong?" He frowned. "I came here to earn money. If the police come, I won't get paid." Hearing this, I could not help but ask, "Are you in desperate need of money?" He frowned deeply, with his face darkening and his voice became a little serious. "Who isn't in need of money?" He was right. I did not continue the conversation and instead started looking around for an exit. The only way out was a locked iron door. I knocked on it a few times, but it was futile. The gunfire outside grew louder, probably because we were under the cabin, so it was not very loud, but still audible. Unable to find an exit, I paced back and forth anxiously. About fifteen minutes later, the iron door suddenly opened. Click! The dark room was abruptly