"These damn things are absolutely disgusting."
As he got out of the car, Andrew Shaw's eyes filled with disgust at the sight of rats and cockroaches scurrying around his legs.
"You're not wrong. These things are absolutely repulsive."
Stella Sterling sneered. Then, with a wave of her hand, a flash of electricity shot from her palm. Within a hundred-meter radius around her, all the insects and animals collapsed as if electrocuted, falling to the ground without a sound.
Seeing this, a trace of satisfaction finally appeared in Stella Sterling's eyes.
She hated these things. Hated them with a passion.
After seeing this, Andrew Shaw subconsciously swallowed. 'This woman is really getting more and more powerful.'
'Good thing I'm not her enemy.'
The two of them, dressed in protective suits, walked down the street. Wherever Stella Sterling passed, all the vermin—whether flying in the air or scurrying on the ground—dropped dead.
"So, where are you taking me?"
