As soon as Blue Butterfly emerged, it seemed to catch the scent of some alluring flower stamens and flew toward the several Mutated Humans that had disappeared into the depths of the forest.
Not long after entering the woods, the Mutated Humans burrowed into a cave.
"They went into the cave. I'll go drag them out."
"No need. I installed tiny trackers on those two butterflies. We shouldn't lose them. Come on, let's head back first."
When they returned, they happened to see Uncle Qi dragging an injured leg as he struggled to climb out of the pit. He was staring blankly at a mountain piled high with flesh and blood.
The ground below was rather filthy, so Su Qiao had Han carry her down onto a huge boulder. "Uncle Qi, how are you?"
"I... I'm fine." Uncle Qi desperately suppressed the sour liquid surging up his throat and shook his head, his face somewhat pale.
At his age, he had experienced more than a few battlefields, large and small, but he had never seen anything like this.
This was practically no different from hell on earth.
No wonder the captain was so wary of this man called Han.
This was seriously too brutal. He definitely wasn't one of their Ability Team members.
But so what if he wasn't from the Ability Team?
At a time like this, even if they knew, they could only pretend they didn't.
Uncle Qi gritted his teeth and used the stone beside him to pull himself up, then drew two heavy breaths. "Cough, cough, cough. Su Qiao, thank you."
"It's nothing. Can you still walk?" If he couldn't, Su Qiao was planning to call Captain Gao and the others back.
"Yes, no problem."
Although Uncle Qi was completely exhausted and his ability had also