Inside the train car, the bodies of the fallen modified soldiers were still crackling with sparks. The air was thick with a scorched smell.
The woman, however, didn't pause for a second. Like a wisp of smoke, she was about to dart out of the car.
But at that exact moment, a deafening crash echoed from outside. The sealed train door was ripped open by immense force, and a towering figure strode inside.
He was a tall man with bulging muscles and a full metal mask covering his face. His presence was intensely grim.
"Alina. I knew I'd find you here." The electronically synthesized voice was filled with cold, murderous intent.
Upon seeing the man, Alina instinctively took a step back, then gritted her teeth.
"Huo Shan, you people are relentless."
"Heh. Betray the Organization and expect to run? Surrender now. For old times' sake, I can petition the higher-ups to spare your life," Huo Shan said coolly.
