chapter 284

“My industrial park!” Michael shuddered. He picked up the binoculars and rushed over to the edge of the balcony. He looked over at the industrial park. He was bewildered. About 15 kilometers away, six Eagle Wing fighter jets were looming above the industrial park. On the ground, at least 100 black sedans rushed over, blocking all the exits of the industrial park. Inside, all the uniformed staff left the factory. Under the supervision of Mordelville’s Labor Regulatory Authority, they quickly...