"Girl, your little boyfriend is probably dead for good, this is the latest biological puppet weapon developed by our group. Even though this one here is only a half-finished product, it's still enough to tear him to shreds!"
"The strength of a biological puppet weapon is more than twenty times that of an ordinary person, and its speed is comparable to an airplane. Once it discovers an enemy, it won't stop tearing them to pieces until they're dead!"
Convinced that Ning Fan was doomed to die, the head of headquarters relaxed and, with his assistant, slowly walked towards Chen Yi.
Possibly thinking of the horrible scene in the room, Chen Yi's face turned pale, but she still bit her lip and said, "It's impossible, Ning Fan will definitely be fine!"
"Humph, you still refuse to see the truth even as death approaches," remarked the head disdainfully.
