The orange-red tongues of fire shot skyward, flickering like a young girl dancing, but with the high temperatures and various scents of burning in the air, one knew that place was a living hell.
Thankfully, it was mainly explosions.
If it was engulfed in flames from start to finish, you'd hear all kinds of wails inside, along with pitiful souls escaping the sea of fire, bodies charred black, even emitting a scent...
Liu Chen looked at his tearful assistant and curiously asked, "Hey, are you crying?"
Christina didn't respond, her dark eyes fixed on the destroyed M-group.
Wen Dao, standing nearby, took the initiative to inform Liu Chen, "Both her parents were killed by the M-group, her wish was to seek revenge."
Hearing this, Liu Chen was somewhat disappointed at how cliché this was.
"So, you had connections with her parents before, always looked after her, and helped her enter the M-group, right?" Liu Chen asked.
