"Fuck, I knew there would be more!"
Spare Tire spat fiercely onto the ground.
This was the top floor of the skyscraper, a large banquet hall.
Dozens of bodies were already scattered haphazardly across the floor.
Most of them were ordinary humans, but there were also three mutants that had been killed by the Meteor Rock Guild, lying incomplete on the ground.
"It seems that these mutants killed the other people on this floor in a very short time, then sensed us on the rooftop and broke through the floor to attack us." Lun Tai looked around the situation: "It looks like not everyone will mutate."
But the appearance of these mutants was different from each other, and even different from the one on the rooftop, yet the degree of deformity and weirdness were similarly uncanny.
