A light enveloped her, constantly compressing; the woman kept resisting ferociously, but her body was clearly shrinking tighter and tighter.
Boom!
The next second, the woman exploded, her flesh scattering across the carpet, splashing onto York, who was completely unable to react in time.
"I'm Sandi, uh, I'll give you a discount this time, just charging you twenty thousand dollars." The man put away the metal rod, then added, "Our people will take care of the cleanup here, that's provided for free."
Plop!
A piece of sticky flesh fell from York's body to the ground.
...
"Merridge Meat Processing Plant."
On the outskirts of Saint Gala City, Yan Junze stood outside the closed gates of a small factory building, muttering to himself as he read the sign above.
The factory looked very shabby. If meat processed from this place were sold in supermarkets, Yan Junze believed he would dare not eat it.
