107 Bandit’s Toy

A moldy smell swept across their face.

Maybe it was Jiang Chen’s illusion, but he even smelled a pungent, disgusting odor.

<Air filter activated>

Now it feels much better.

"I can guess what this place is," Sun Jiao suddenly said.

"Oh? What place?"

"A place to store their trophies." Her voice was calm, without much fluctuation, but Jiang Chen could still hear the disdain she tried to cover up.

The plastic walls were well insulated as the temperature in the basement was slightly higher than outside. The lamps on the side of the hallway provided the lighting to the place. The place still had electricity.

Seeing that the boss and captain came down, the 03 soldier in power armor in front of the basement door saluted.

"What’s going on?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows but realized instantly.

It was living hell.