The destruction caused by the natural gas explosion that filled the room was devastating.
Nearly the entire ceiling of the upper floor of the two-story building had been blown down. Shattered concrete slabs hung over the floor, while fragments of furniture and bricks littered the ground.
Some sofas, curtains, and other items in the room were still burning fiercely.
The entire house was a complete mess, looking almost like a ruin.
The experiment that had been underway was thoroughly interrupted, and the laboratory had suffered severe losses as well.
The whole two-story building had fallen silent, with only the occasional crackle of burning flames.
Just then, the courtyard gate was silently pushed open. Several people dressed in courier uniforms entered, carrying long delivery boxes in their hands.
Their hands had remained inside the delivery boxes. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they pulled out the items within—long blades. The man at the front held a handgun.
Hualong-made!
After entering the courtyard, they immediately bolted the gate from the inside. Then they exchanged glances and rushed into the building, whose glass door had been shattered by the blast, searching the rooms one by one with blades and guns in hand.
The man with the handgun was in his thirties, with a sinister face and a small mustache on his chin. He walked at the rear and headed up the stairs to the second floor.
All dozen or so of them wore earpieces and were clearly well-trained. After finding nothing while searching the first-floor rooms, they immediately reported to the mustached man.
The mustached man raised his gun and arrived on the second floor. A group of blade-wielding subordinates filed in behind him, stepped around the large hole blown through the floor, and quickly found a separate room on the second