Zhou Ping's figure flashed, and he leaped up to the second floor. Lin Qiye and the others followed close behind.
The second floor appeared to be a spacious office. As they pushed open the frosted glass door, a thick stench of blood mixed with rot rushed over them!
The sight inside made everyone freeze where they stood.
The office furnishings had been completely wrecked. Desks, chairs, a water dispenser, computers, and bookshelves lay shattered across the floor. Large amounts of dark red blood had congealed into hard clots on the tiles, sticking to the ground and giving off a foul, bloody smell.
In the corner, an old television lay faceup on the floor. White static flowed across the screen, accompanied by intermittent hissing from its speakers.
Six twisted corpses lay sprawled messily across the center of the room.
Not a single part of those six bodies remained intact. They were covered in bloody gashes and bite marks, as though some savage beast had torn them apart. Mangled limbs and fragments of flesh were scattered all around, making for an exceptionally gruesome sight!
"What the hell is this..." Cao Yuan's face turned utterly grim at the horrifying scene before him.
Lin Qiye swept his gaze across the corpses, then slowly closed his eyes. His voice was incomparably heavy. "It's Team 008... not one of them survived."
He had reviewed Team 008's member files in the car. He had seen every one of those faces in the documents. Including their captain, Li Hong, everyone had been buried here.
No wonder Huang Yuande's phone could never be reached...
"This is Team 008. How could they have been wiped out here without a sound?" Baili Pangpang said in disbelief. "Who exactly was their enemy? A Klein?"
An Qingyu frowned and stepped forward. His shoes