One hammer, two hammers, three hammers...

It was not until Mrs. Karan fell down stiffly that Goal breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, I used to ask my men to do this kind of thing, but I didn't expect that now I have to do it myself. He held his right hand that was slightly numb, squatted down and leaned towards the other person's nose, confirming that she was breathless.

"Clang."

A strange noise suddenly came from outside the window.

Goer's heart suddenly lifted!

"Who is it?" He grabbed the whip stick, walked quickly to the window, pushed open the sash and looked out.

I saw a black figure rushing into the bushes in the distance, shaking it and disappearing.

It turned out to be a wild cat, which scared me.

Goer cursed inwardly, returned to Mrs. Karan and dragged her into the back of the pile of goods. It would not be too late for him to deal with the body after Philip had finished dealing with all the hired workers.

...

Under the corner of the wall outside the warehouse, Ras squatted in the shadows and did not move, not even dared to breathe.

Because he didn't want to go into the hut in the dark, he found a remote place to learn something. After hearing the strange movements in the warehouse, he leaned over and took a look. Unexpectedly, he saw such a terrible scene.

Gore actually killed Mrs. Karan!

In a panic, he even stepped on the bricks on tiptoe.

The moment he escaped, Lars regretted it.

Why didn't he shout out on the spot, or simply smash the glass in one go and rush in to stop Gole?

After experiencing the general strike, he thought he was no longer afraid of the guys riding on the foreman to show off his power... Unexpectedly, when he encountered such a thing, his body subconsciously chose to avoid it.

After all, he could not be as courageous as Momora.

By the way... I have to tell Momora and Koala!

Gower's move is equivalent to trampling on the agreement reached between the factory and the employer, and he should pay the price of bleeding!

After confirming that Goer left the window, he ran towards the factory with his waist. The people in the transport team had just finished handing over the shift and were basically near the yard. If they called them over to block the warehouse, they might be killed on the spot!

However, when we arrived at the yard area, Las saw people moving outside the factory in groups of three or three, and the commander was the horn.

The latter stood on the high-rise cargo box and shouted loudly to the hired workers, "Everyone move quickly and set off with Momora. The cargo ship is waiting for everyone at the dock. The additional rewards offered by the factory this time are not low, so we should not be at a disadvantage, so as not to have too many tongues in the group of people in charge!"

"Okay!"

One more job means one more income. The workers were very excited and almost rushed to squeeze onto the horse-drawn cart that came to pick up people.

A new cargo ship arrived at the port? It was at this time?

Russ couldn't help but sank.

No, everyone can't pass by, otherwise it will leave time for Gaul to eliminate the evidence.

There is no point in getting a worker at this time. You have to let the extremely high-profile Jijiao speak. Ras bypassed the exterior wall of the factory and ran quickly to the cargo box, trying to ask Jijiao to pause the call, but halfway through, he felt his blood in his body frozen.

Behind the trouser legs, there was a black stain that stretched from the thigh to the ankle.

If it is oil stains on the machine, it should not flow so well.

And with the help of the firelight in the distance, he could vaguely see a little dark red from it.

Is the horn... injured?

If the traces soaked in the legs of the pants were blood stains, how big would the wound be? Even Iron Man could not calmly direct everyone to work under such injuries, right? From the shouts of Kaoru over and over again, Lars could not hear anything unusual, and even the ups and downs of the tone were basically the same.

This detail made his hair stand up.

Thinking about it now, the location of Jijiao Station is quite strange. Not only is it away from the crowd in the yard, but it also avoided the factory gate. If he hadn't happened to come from the warehouse, he wouldn't have noticed the strangeness behind the other party.

Did he stand on a high place to shout when he organized everyone to move?

No...that's the way the managers and supervisors do.

Russ felt an indescribable fear.

It took only one day to see it, and it seemed that there had been earth-shaking changes in Baiguoyuan. What was even more creepy is that he seemed to be the only one in the entire factory to realize something was wrong!

Mrs. Karan was smashed into the warehouse, and her horns seemed to have become another person. Momora led the team to the port, but he didn't know who to ask for help.

Have a gamble, rush into the crowd and shouting that there is something wrong with the horns?

What should I do if I get beaten up?

No, it's not in case...but it will definitely be like this - a lightning flashed in Las's heart, and the horns could not have become like this for no reason, and Gal did not suddenly attack Mrs. Karan out of resentment. All this was Baiguoyuan's conspiracy, and they had planned to counterattack! The enemy's first goal was the founder of the relief society and the organizer of the general strike.

Thinking of this, he felt like falling into an ice cave.

Without the leader, who else can stand up and save the situation?

In despair, a half-beast suddenly appeared in Ras' mind.

Although she rarely appears, she has a deep impression on everyone. She is obviously a half-beast, but she has the temperament that is not inferior to anyone.

It is precisely because of the truckload of sweet bread she brought that the strike has the capital to persevere to the end.

And the power behind her is the ambassador from the Eastern Kingdom.

Lars' cold hands and feet suddenly felt a little hot again. He slowly controlled his pace, retreated back into the shadow little by little, and then turned his head and ran towards the south.

He is going to the embassy area and tell the Ambassador what happened in the factory!

That may be the only way to save everyone!

...

In the basement of the nursing home, cyan mist was trickling down along the ice sheet, filling every corner of the laboratory bit by bit.

The area enclosed by Thousand Words of Magic has become the only safe area indoors.

Seeing that the dead fog could not penetrate the ice cap, Xia Fan and Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Living Dead indeed has unique abilities in protecting the alchemist.

But the situation is still not optimistic at this moment - this safe area is less than nine feet high horizontally and vertically, and the air it can accommodate is quite limited. If they are trapped here, they will not be able to find an escape channel for a long time, and there is no difference between suffocation and coma and death.

Xia Fan immediately pressed the candlelight in the ice cap to reduce oxygen loss.

"Why does death mist suddenly erupt from the ceiling?" Li said inexplicably, "We didn't touch any signs of mechanism just now?"

"Does Du Lin had expected us to come?" Qian Yan's cold expression also had a hint of solemnity, "Are they the two who were fascinated before awakening early?"

"I think the possibility of these two is not high." Xia Fan thought calmly, "Durin is just an ordinary person. The wild cat who was secretly acting can basically ignore the probability that he had been exposed. As for the effective time of the drug, it starts at least three hours, and even those who feel the qi cannot escape this. I prefer that the mechanism is not triggered for specific personnel, but runs automatically according to time."

“Based on…time?”

"Yes, this is a defense mechanism that automatically sanitizes and activates. Its only purpose is to regularly kill objects that can move in the laboratory." Xia Fan said slowly, "It is not only humans... but also evil spirits."
Chapter completed!