Global Anomaly 32

Once the girl in white left, Xiao Qian, who had been stunned for a long time, finally dared to move. He scrambled over to Huo Zijin, looked at the severed arm lying in a pool of blood, then at Huo Zijin's deathly pale face and the cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and shouted, "Someone, come here! Contact Manager Liu and have him bring a doctor!"

If they stitched the arm back on, there might still be a chance.

"Brother Huo, hold on!"

Xiao Qian helped Huo Zijin up from the floor, but the intense pain caused him to collapse back into his chair. Xiao Qian, his face full of anxiety, hurriedly picked up the severed limb from the floor. "Old Ma, Old Ma!"

The man called Old Ma quickly entered the study and used his ice-type ability to freeze and preserve the severed limb.

Old Ma was shocked when he walked in; he knew Huo Zijin had been injured, but he never imagined that half of his arm had been hacked off!

And it had been done by a woman in the blink of an eye, without a single trace of a struggle. This meant it had happened in an instant—if even someone as formidable as Boss Huo had no power to resist, just how strong must this person be?!

He glanced at the man sitting before the desk. That face, usually wearing a gentle smile, was now covered in frost, and those pitch-black eyes were so deep and dark that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking...

Old Ma was in his forties. Before entering the game, he had been an ordinary employee under the Huo Group. He had survived the game by luck and drawn a relatively rare ice-type ability, which naturally led to him