SCREECH!
The door let out a single, piercing noise.
The steel-barred gate was instantly split open by a Golden Blade.
The people inside panicked, scattering in all directions.
Qiao Congyan knew he had caused a disaster. After stumbling back two steps in terror, a stream of yellow liquid ran down his thigh.
He didn't have time to care, disappearing in a flash.
On the second floor, a lipstick-red alarm was blaring frantically.
Fully armed squads from the Guard Team, guns in hand, quickly ran over.
The one in the lead was none other than the ice-cold Hu Jie.
The moment he saw Feng Moxi, his eyes filled with killing intent, a mix of old grudges and new hatreds, as well as dissatisfaction with Chaoyang.
His gaze flickered for a moment before he quickly averted his face.
He refused to look at that infuriating person.
Behind them, the male head of the Three-headed Monster had already smashed through the wall by the stairs, and the female head was squeezing in right after.
