"She...she she she she..." Wu Feng looked at the bloody pit in front of him. Dozens of people who were alive just now had now turned into meat paste. He pointed at the direction where Chen Ruoruo left with trembling hands. His mind went blank for a moment and he didn't know what to say. His voice trembled and stammered.
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng..." Song Yunfeng held Wu Feng's arm tightly and comforted him.
Even though he was shaking violently with fear at this moment, he clearly felt the strong wind brought about by the swift slamming of the door, followed by the spurting blood, the strong smell of blood, and the all-too-familiar loud noise.
He could even hear the sticky sound of bones and blood as the bodies of those people were shattered by the door. It seemed to be designed to frighten them. They were almost, just a little bit away, and they too would become the ghosts of the door.
It took a while for Wu Feng to come back to his senses. Looking at the blood-red scene in front of him and the strong pungent smell of blood in the air, he squatted down and began to retch. Later, Song Yunfeng took him out of the gate of Building 11 and walked to a place upwind. It took a long time for the two of them to recover.
"Just now, just now..." Wu Feng's voice was still trembling.
"...This is the deterrent she gives us..." Song Yunfeng said in a hoarse voice.
"..." Wu Feng thought of the scene just now, and he couldn't help retching again.
"Let's stay away from her..." Song Yunfeng said. This was the first time he was afraid of someone from the bottom of his heart, yet he surrendered to her methods.
"Yunfeng, what should we do now?" Wu Feng looked at the 11th Institute not far away. In just a moment, all the living people inside turned into a pool of meat paste.
"Hurry up and ask someone to come to the 11th Institute to take away the supplies here. We have to do it quickly..." Song Yunfeng said to Wu Feng as if he had thought of something, and even pulled Wu Feng's arm and went back to the 11th Institute.
"So urgent..." Wu Feng
"We don't have the same amazing abilities as Miss Chen, we can't take the blame..." Song Yunfeng
"Okay... okay..." Wu Feng was being pulled by Song Yunfeng and was walking in a hurry. He staggered and almost fell. After listening to Song Yunfeng's words, he understood that the matter was of great importance, but he did not refute.
Soon, Xia Fan and his men drove several large trucks to the gate of Institute 11. Wu Feng and Song Yunfeng greeted them and quickly moved the materials from under the machines in the processing plant and in the basement to the trucks.
It took more than ten trips to move the materials from several processing plants together, and it was not until dawn that all the materials were moved. Then the group quickly evacuated the eleventh shelter. At the same time, Wu Feng ordered the entire shelter to be on full alert.
After arranging everything, Wu Feng called all the dozen or so people who were participating in the material transfer today into a room.
"Brother Feng, what happened to you in the 11th Institute?" Tian Hu asked Wu Feng, who looked unhappy.
"Yeah, Brother Feng, what happened to you and Brother Song? What happened to the supplies we brought back?" asked another team member, Wei Ming.
"What's going on with the eleventh institute? Why is there no one there? Where did the woman who took you there go?" Team member Zhu Yu
"Xia Fan, tell me, what happened when you went there with Brother Feng and the others?" Team member Chen Bu
"I didn't even enter the 11th Institute, and I don't know what happened. You should ask Brother Feng and Brother Song..." Xia Fan
The room fell silent. The few others who remained silent looked at Wu Feng and Song Yunfeng curiously, waiting for their response. They had been hurriedly led by Xia Fan to the 11th Institute, thinking they were in some trouble and needed their assistance. But then they were told to send all the trucks in the base over, and they were all confused.
When they arrived at the door, they saw a large scarlet blood pit. They felt nervous, fearing that the two had encountered some accidents. Until they entered the gate of Building 11, they saw large scarlet pits one after another on the wide ground.
Smelling the rust smell wafting in the wind, they knew what it was without having to think. They were shocked, but before they could ask, they saw Wu Feng and Song Yunfeng driving them into the processing plant without saying a word, pointing at the piles of supplies and asking them to move the goods quickly.
They had never seen such supplies since the extreme cold, so they didn't ask any questions at the moment. They quickly moved all the supplies into the truck and then transported them back to their warehouse as quickly as possible. It took them more than ten trips back and forth before they finished moving all the supplies.
However, what surprised them was that these supplies should be all the belongings of the 11th Institute, but no one came out to stop them during the whole process. Except for the unignorable smell of rust in the air and the noise made by them moving the supplies, the 11th Institute was unusually quiet.
"Institute 11 is gone..." Wu Feng said in a hoarse voice after a silence.
"What?" Upon hearing this news, the entire room erupted in shock, looking at each other in disbelief. Everyone's faces expressed shock and disbelief. Initially, they had assumed that Wu Feng and his men had somehow managed to lure the tiger away from the mountain, or perhaps had used something to trip up Bing and get him back in time, and that they had simply taken advantage of the situation.
"It's true, no one was spared, otherwise you think we can take those supplies at will..." Song Yunfeng adjusted his glasses and glanced at the people in the room to confirm.
"The eleventh institute was wiped out? How could that happen?"
"Don't they have Liu Ming and his group of people with special abilities?"
"He's dead. Someone hit him with a door panel..." Xia Fan said softly from the side.
"Ah?" Everyone looked at Xia Fan at the same time.
"Really, I saw it with my own eyes..." Xia Fan touched his head and said seriously
"Those eleven..." The group looked at Xia Fan expectantly.
"I really don't know..." Xia Fan spread his hands helplessly, and a group of people turned to look at the two people sitting
"Yes, it is also that person's masterpiece..." Song Yunfeng
"Alone? How is that possible?"
"It was the woman who took you and Brother Feng away last night who did it?" Chen Bu stood up and asked
"It's her..." Wu Feng confirmed
"..." Chen Bu fell silent. He had seen the man take action with his own eyes. He was such a small person, but he didn't expect him to be so brutal.
"..." With the confirmation from Wu Feng and Song Yunfeng, everyone fell silent. They were terrified at the power of one person to wipe out the entire 11th Institute. However, one person was an exception. Xia Fan thought to himself that since he had such a powerful person, he must cling to Chen Ruoruo's thigh in the future.
"I called everyone here today to tell you about this matter, and at the same time, ask you to keep the matter of the supplies confidential to avoid any trouble..." Wu Feng said
"Brother Feng, with Sister Ruoruo as our strong support, what are we afraid of?" Xia Fan said unconvincedly, and the others nodded in agreement.
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