Blasphemy

In an abandoned factory, the smell of blood was permeating.

Even though the exhaust system was operated to its limit, it was still impossible to erase the crimes that had happened here.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the body bags that were carried on the transport truck, Wang Peng had a blank face, but his fists were tightly clenched.

1,024 people…

One percent of the permanent population of Guanghan City…

In this civilized era, he could not imagine what a hellish scene it was. But one thing that was certain was that he would make those people pay the price.

"They will pay for their sins…"

The eyes of Captain Xing, who was standing next to him, were also full of anger.

The situation eventually still developed to this point.