After setting the time, Allen installed a delay bomb at the bottom of the power furnace above his head. At this time, the bombs in his backpack were finally installed. The places that were chosen to detonate were all important places in the factory. For example, the power furnace above his head, or the growth line of a certain gene, or the secret laboratory.
In short, if all these bombs were detonated, the gene factory would be destroyed overnight.
"I've finished."
Silver's voice sounded in the headset. The area that the hunter was in charge of was the factory's brain room, as well as the warehouse, oil depot, and other places. Allen replied, "Prepare to retreat."
"Where's Mrs. Anna?"
"She has her own way. Let's do our job." Allen thought for a moment and said, "You go first."
"What are you doing?"
"I have to go and release those refugees."
"I'll go with you."
Allen shook his head and said, "No need, I can do it myself. Don't waste time. Matt and the others should be here soon. "
"Alright, see you outside."
After the communication ended, Allen climbed out of the power furnace. At this moment, footsteps sounded. A guard passed by with a gun in his hand. Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from behind and grabbed him and threw him to the ground. The guard was about to shout when his mouth was gambled by something. Judging from the cold touch and shape, it was a grenade! Allen was scared out of his wits. He raised his rifle and pointed the muzzle at his chest before taking out the grenade from his mouth.
"Tell me, where are the refugees being held?" Allen whispered.
The guard gritted his teeth and said, "I can't say."
"Then you can die now."
"I'll die if I say it! Mr. Main won't let me go! "
Allen shrugged, "Maybe. But that's a matter for the future, and Maine may not have the time to pursue you. But if you don't say it, you'll die immediately. Make your choice. "
The guard's chest rose and fell, obviously in a fierce battle of thoughts. A moment later, his entire body was like a deflated balloon, and he said, "Alright, I'll tell you."
After knowing where the refugees were being held, Allen reversed the rifle and knocked him out with the butt of the rifle. Then, he picked up his electronic pass and walked away.
The place where the refugees were imprisoned wasn't very secretive. In fact, it was near the experimental area for the sake of convenience. All the refugees were herded into cells that were about ten square meters in size. The doors of the cells were made of laser bars, and if one were to casually pass by, they would be sliced into pieces by the lasers. What's more, there were guards standing guard outside. Unarmed refugees couldn't even think about getting out.
There were only two fates waiting for them. One was to die, and the other was to become a predator. At that time, life would be worse than death.
In one of the cells, there were two half-grown children, a boy and a girl. The girl was skinny and looked malnourished. The yellow head hung lifelessly on his shoulders, and the child was sobbing noiselessly with tears in the corners of his eyes. The boy looked much older. He walked to the girl's side and sat down. He stretched out his hand and said, "I'm Joe. What about you?"
"Mary," the girl replied. A common name.
Joe nodded and said, "Don't cry, we won't be in danger for now."
"But we'll die in the end, won't we? I've heard that everyone they catch can't go back in the end. "Mary raised her little face and said sadly," I miss Dad. I want to go home. "
"Me too, Mary. I miss my mother too. I don't think we should give up hope. "The boy was surprisingly strong." I have to leave here. I still have to protect my mother. "
"Can we?"
As soon as the girl finished speaking, a cry of alarm came from outside, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Mary was shocked and couldn't help but cover her ears. Joe immediately hugged her, but his eyes were looking outside the cell. Through the laser bars, he saw a fast-moving shadow, followed by the curses of the guards and the sound of gunshots. However, it didn't take long for everything to come to a stop.
Then there were footsteps and cries of alarm. Joe heard a voice shout, "Leave that way as soon as possible. I've already cleared a safe passage for you. After leaving the factory, don't look back. Run as fast as you can. This place is going to explode. I repeat, this place is going to explode! "
The man shouted as he moved. A moment later, a figure appeared outside the cell. He was holding a black saber in his hand. He smashed the electronic equipment outside and the laser fence disappeared. He waved to Joe and Joe, "You guys come out too … Eh, Joe? Why is it you! "
He pulled up the tactical goggles on his face, revealing a familiar face. Joe said happily, "Allen? Allen! It's really you. "
Joe pulled Mary out of the fence. Allen looked at Lieutenant Peter's son and hurriedly pulled up the two children, sending them to the safe passage with the crowd. "Why are you here?" he asked.
"It was an accident. I wanted to go to the neighboring town to buy some supplies, but they caught me in the wilderness. Allen, who are those people? "
"It's not a good thing. Listen, Joe, I want you to run with everyone. No matter what happens, don't stop. Can you do it? "
Joe looked at him and asked, "Aren't you coming with us?"
"No, I have to cut off your retreat. Just like now. "Allen smiled and stopped. Then, he raised his saber and turned around.
The door of the cell suddenly trembled, and then two metal doors flew in backwards, landing on the ground left and right, creating a series of sparks. Outside the door, a figure jumped in. It was a man. He pulled his head with his hand and spat at Allen, "I'm bored. It's great to have a little mouse like you to entertain me. Brat, you have guts. You dare to provoke Alexander? I think you hunters are itching! "
Obviously, this Alexander family guard treated Allen as a predator hunter like Silver.
Allen gestured for Joe and the others to run. Joe glanced at Ellen, then ran out, dragging Mary with him. The guard looked behind Allen and suddenly his line of sight was occupied by Allen again. Allen dragged his saber and rushed forward, cutting open the ground along the way. The guard sneered, "Courting death!"
A wisp of profound yellow light gradually appeared on the heavy saber, and the blade that cut open the ground also emitted a wisp of green smoke. The guard suddenly felt that the surrounding air was shockingly hot. Just as he was surprised, Allen raised his saber. However, the saber was still four to five meters away from him. It was undoubtedly an empty slash. The guard was still bewildered when the world in his eyes suddenly dislocated. Then, it split into two sides, and in the middle was an abyss-like darkness.
He didn't know what had happened, but the ordinary guards who had rushed over from behind saw that the Level 15 elite warrior had suddenly split in the middle and been cut in half! Allen didn't stop either. After killing with Inch Fire, he dragged his heavy saber past the guards. The heavy saber did not carry any Origin Energy, only relying on the inertia of its high movement. After being casually slapped by the heavy saber, the guards were all fractured and killed by Allen.
In a luxurious room, Maine took out a bottle of top-grade red wine from a crystal cabinet, personally poured two glasses, and handed one of them to Baker. Old Baker took it, took a sip and tasted it carefully before sighing, "As expected, only grapes grown in Babylon can make this grade of red wine. Unlike us poor worms struggling on the surface, let alone red wine, being able to drink clean water every day is a great gift from the heavens. "
Maine laughed and said, "Mr. Baker really likes to joke. With Mr. Baker's power and status. A wine like this is nothing more than drinking water. "
Old Baker revealed a row of yellow teeth and said, "Do you think I look like I'm joking? How could a big shot like Mr. Main, who lives on the floating island, know the difficulties of life for us surface people? "
"In that case, Mr. Baker can just move to the floating island."
"I really want to. Unfortunately, our dear Patriarch won't agree." Old Baker sighed deliberately.
"I'm very grateful that Mr. Baker was able to invest a large sum of money in my gene factory at such a time." Maine shook the liquid in the cup, reflecting his slightly distorted face, "So I have something to repay you in this regard." Perhaps Mr. Baker can settle on the floating island from now on. Or even … replace Mr. Horn. "
The air in the room froze, and Old Baker's face darkened, "Mr. Main, isn't it inappropriate for you to say that? Although my nephew and I are at odds, we are still Bescot! "
"But he killed all your sons. Don't you want to take revenge for this?" Maine smiled and snapped his fingers. A beautiful female secretary walked over with a silver box in her hand. After entering the password, he opened the box and retreated. Maine cautiously took out a test tube from the box. There was some amber liquid inside.
"This is?" Old Baker narrowed his eyes.
"Our laboratory's latest Origin Energy Dissociation Liquid is enough to cause an Awakened's strength to plummet. And this bottle was enough to turn a dominator-level expert into a pitiful ordinary person. Of course, it can't be used at once, or Mr. Horn will discover it. But if you can let Mr. Horn ingest a tiny amount of dissociation every day, he will become a cripple in less than three years. "
"Dissociation liquids like this are expensive and hard to find. This is the only one that our laboratory has just produced. I don't know when the next one will appear. If Mr. Baker hadn't invested so much in our research, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out. "
The glass in Old Baker's hand slipped to the ground, and his eyes almost spat out fire. However, his voice was as cold as the profound ice of the polar region, "Give it to me!"
"Of course, it's yours" Maine's eyes were filled with smiles.
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