"Is it the reformer who is wearing purple and black armor?" Song Ran guessed. There was deep fear in his eyes.

"That man's fighting skills are extremely raw. He looks like an amateur at first glance, and he may even be completely incompetent in fighting. He just relied on speed and strength to hit him head-on.

But the more this happens, the scarier it becomes, because it means that his transformation has surpassed that of Weigel and me." Song Ran said in a deep voice.

"Who would believe that there is no capital support behind a person who transforms at that level?" Syndra sighed, "Perhaps it is the opponent that Ashe provoked before."

"Maybe, we'll talk about it later, boss, let's go first." Song Ran said goodbye.

The two walked into the elevator and were about to close the door.

"By the way, Cheng Yi, do you know how survivors can escape?" Syndra suddenly asked again, speaking in the AR.

"I've seen some information." Li Chengyi replied.

"Collect as much detailed information as possible and imitate all the actions of the survivors in the blind spot before they were rescued, and you may be rescued. Therefore, this type of blind spot with survivors is the easiest to escape from. Believe in yourself!" Syndra said.

"Well, thank you boss."

"And that symbol."

"That symbol I took next to the small door?" Li Chengyi recalled.

"Well, I can't find any information yet, but I always feel familiar. The other mysterious man in purple armor suddenly killed so many people. I'm afraid there is something behind this that is not something that just Ashe Real Estate can do, so be careful

Please don't investigate in depth, and get out when you find what you want." Syndra reminded.

"clear."

Li Chengyi and both of them responded at the same time.

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Wenyang Psychiatric Hospital, Wenyangshan, Johor Bahru City.

In the spacious lounge.

Men and women wearing white striped hospital gowns were moving their hands and feet and doing health exercises amidst the sound of rhythmic music.

A fat nurse wearing a mask and glasses at the door pushed in and scanned the crowd.

"Here. Come in." She seemed to have found something and turned back to the door.

Soon, a young man with black hair in his twenties slowly walked in the door.

He wore a simple gray suit and his hair was neatly styled, giving him a stable and reliable temperament.

"Excuse me, who is this?" the young man asked, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Here, that's the old man standing at the very back." The fat nurse pointed to the very back.

There stood a short old man with snow-white hair, front teeth leaking out, and waving his hands constantly.
Chapter completed!