Ahhhh!
The policeman scread violently, holding up his hands that were only half remaining, with fractured blood vessels spewing blood.
Situang passed by him, a flash of silver, and his screams abruptly ceased as his body split in half from forehead to groin, divided by the Silver Chain Whip.
Seeing this, several South Korean policen nearby turned around and ran away in fear.
But they couldn’t outrun the genetic warriors. As the Silver Chain Whip swiped past, several policen were instantly cut in half, their upper bodies falling to the ground, instinctively clawing at their bodies due to the excruciating pain. The intestines trailing from their abdominal cavities left a long bloodstain on the ground, their screams chilling to the bone.
Swish, swish, swish!
It was like mowing grass; everywhere Situang passed, there were dismbered limbs and shattered bodies, as if a large slaughterhouse, bloody and horrifying.
Compared to Situang’s violence, the other two genetic warriors were relatively gentle.
One wielded a Gatling machine gun, the six barrels spinning at high speed, thousands of rounds per minute sweeping over, and one policeman after another was riddled like honeycombs, creating huge bloody holes, dying quite swiftly.
The only downside was the tracers mixed in with the barrage were extrely visible even during the day, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper harvesting lives, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.
The other genetic warrior had two rcury-like arms sprouting from his shoulders, each holding a heavy machine gun, wildly shooting at any enemy in view, while wielding a fla thrower, emitting high-fuel flas from the muzzle, turning many policen into human torches.
Even with hundreds of police officers on the scene, they were as fragile as lambs waiting to be slaughtered before these three genetic warriors, completely not on the sa level of opposition.
Within a short ti, the Samsung Headquarters Building turned into a battlefield, with nurous policen dead, their screams incessant, the intense sll of blood sickening.
All South Korean police collapsed, fleeing recklessly.
The genetic warriors did not pursue; as long as the targets escaped their line of sight, they were left to their own devices.
anwhile, the genetic warriors stepped over the corpses beneath their feet, heading towards Samsung Headquarters Building.
The whole process seed lengthy, but in reality, from the genetic warriors’ appearance, killing spree, and ascending the building, the chaos upstairs had yet to cease.
Particularly upon witnessing the genetic warriors begin killing, with the gunshots unceasing, it made the big shots upstairs panic, running around frantically like headless chickens to hide.
"Find Li Rongzai, and all other Lee Family mbers, completely wipe them out."
Situang stepped into the building, releasing the Eye Worm from his palm, issuing the order coldly.
One genetic warrior stayed on the first floor to prevent target persons from escaping, while another genetic warrior began searching separately from Situang.
Although this Samsung Headquarters Building was large, for genetic warriors with scouting Eye Worms, sharp senses, and rich reconnaissance thods, those playing hide-and-seek were basically nowhere to hide.
Crunch!
A room was opened, and a genetic warrior walked in, making the South Korean dignitaries who were hiding inside tremble upon hearing the door open.
The room lights were turned on, and the genetic warrior swept a cold gaze.
So were hiding under the bed, so in the bathroom, so behind the curtains.
As the genetic warrior entered, another person was desperately trying to squeeze his fat body into the wardrobe, stuck halfway with nowhere to go.
These dignitaries were as pathetic as could be at this mont, so were high-level judges, so were business tycoons, so high-ranking officials. Yet now, without exception, they were no different from ordinary people in front of the genetic warriors with the power of life and death, their mindset even more fragile.
Bang!
The genetic warrior held a booklet in his hand, kicked the bed away with one foot, revealing the dignitary trembling beneath.
"Spare my life, don’t kill , I am willing to support the developnt of Jieke Group, whatever you want to do is fine."
The dignitary under the bed scread, with a wet spot spreading on his pants.
"Hmm, it’s not this one..."
The genetic warrior looked at the man’s face and then moved on, continuing to search for the next.
anwhile.
On a higher floor, Situang entered an office hall where dozens of people were hiding, including mbers of a girl group participating in a celebration performance, high officials, and chefs.
When Situang entered, several won’s screams echoed on the scene.
Situang walked to the people hiding, scanning coldly with his gaze.
"Sir, no matter how much money you want, I will give it to you."
A wealthy rchant dared to plead with the genetic warrior, trembling.
Situang offered no response, nor did he choose to act.
Soone’s courage swelled, attempting to run away.
But as soon as the person trying to escape stepped out a few steps, their heart was pierced by the Silver Chain Whip.
"Everyone, lift your heads and face ."
Situang said calmly, with the threat of murder, how could the crowd dare refuse the command of this killing god, hurriedly raising their heads, even the crying girl group mbers were the sa.
Situang held a booklet, which was a photo album, with pictures printed on it.
"Li Binmin, right."
Situang looked at a man, and before the man could respond, his eyes turned cold, and the Silver Chain Whip whistled out, instantly splitting the man vertically in half, blood spattering the surrounding people’s heads and faces, causing screams to arise one after another.
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