If it weren't for the protection of the genetic warriors, Carter would definitely already be dead.
Another genetic warrior, at this moment, climbed swiftly on the wall like a gecko, dodging all the bullets shot at him.
The sudden turn of events caused chaos at the scene, and Novartis's face turned ashen. He screamed: "It's not my fault, it wasn't me."
Each super soldier on site raised their guns, and various heavy weapons were also aimed.
In the tense standoff that lasted less than ten seconds, the charging genetic warrior returned, with a huge and hideous tail extending from the biological armor, coiling tightly around a man's neck, dragging him onto the ground, capturing him alive.
"The attackers should be from the CIA."
The genetic warrior, holding the anti-material sniper rifle that was used as the murder weapon in one hand, lifted Novartis by his neck with the other hand like he was a chick.
