Chapter 450 [Murder and Plunder, Occasionally Done]
The Sacrificial Priest's footsteps slowly stepped into the conference hall. As he entered the door, there were several bullet holes on the walls by the door, and the crystal chandelier above had been half shattered by bullets.
Right next to where he walked, a corpse slumped against the door, and judging by the posture of the body, it seemed as if it had been desperately struggling to escape outside, but was shot in the head from behind!
The air in the conference hall was thick with the scent of blood, and blood flowed like a river on the floor.
The soles of the Sacrificial Priest's feet stepped over a pool of blood, the ground beneath seemingly having a slippery feel.
The group of people who controlled the lifeline of this city had all turned into corpses!
No one escaped!
