"An... earthquake?"
Yu Chengzhong and Li Qiuhua gasped, looking at the long street that seemed to have been ravaged by artillery fire,
The road ahead had completely collapsed, while water from the deeply buried underground river occasionally surged up, splashing into fragments, leaving foamy residue.
At this moment, the entire shattered street was trembling with each jolt.
Yu Chengzhong, gasping for air, glanced at the torn wound on his abdomen and dragged Li Qiuhua into a relatively intact supermarket, stumbling as they went.
He knocked over a shelf, slumped to the ground, a trace of bitterness and disbelief still lingering on his face:
"It was, it was the Action Team..."
Li Qiuhua swayed a bit, her voice dry:
"Could it be, could it be fake?"
As she said this, she didn't even believe it herself—above, ten enormous aerospace ships were hovering at this moment!
In the Investigation Bureau,
