Thump, thump, thump!
A series of chaotic footsteps sounded as Jiang Chen and his companion turned the bend, facing a group of panicked men and women fleeing.
A middle-aged man spotted Jiang Chen and hurriedly shouted, "Is the disturbance above taken care of? Hurry and notify the higher-ups to come down, the number three Gene Warrior is out of control, quickly get them down here!"
"I'll take you to your higher-ups!" Jiang Chen's eyes chilled as he charged forward with his sword drawn.
Xing Fei produced a dagger gleaming with cold light in her hand and also charged toward the group of men and women.
"You want to..."
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The group was about to shout when the sounds of blades piercing flesh rose; Jiang Chen and his companion charged through the crowd, leaving a trail of corpses behind.
Charging in the opposite direction of the fleeing crowd, Jiang Chen and his companion soon arrived at a massive room forged entirely from refined steel.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
