"Hurry, damn it, get in the car and head to Laboratory No. 1. For the next few days, don't come out if you don't have to."
Chen Ziwen's teeth were chattering as he watched the distance to the laboratory complex grow shorter. After getting off the helicopter, he looked back at the city and cursed hoarsely.
"Young Master, we left very quickly and did not delay at all; it's unlikely anyone will catch up to us."
Chen Ziwen seemed to have weak legs and struggled to reach the car door. A fully armed muscular man beside him frowned deeply and had to support him to hasten their movements.
"They're all dead, all of them. Eighteen elite fighters lost their life signals almost simultaneously. Even Shadow and Mr. Ren were killed within three minutes..."
Although he couldn't see anything.
Chen Ziwen only felt a mountainous pressure weighing heavily on his heart.