Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

What the hell was this guy up to?

Sarah rushed to the central hall, only to discover that the central monitor began streaming footage from other areas.

People in those regions had started to die one after the other, meeting their ends in gruesfashion.

Panic gripped the researchers in the hall; everyone was asking.

"What in the world is going on? What's this guy up to?"

"He's unleashed all the subjects meant to be weapons. Damn it! We're all gonna die here! We've done too many dirty deeds, and

now it's payback time."

"The modified subjects are going to slaughter us all."

Philip propped his chin in his hand, watching the screens with a fascinated gaze. Isaac, who should've been in charge of the

surveillance room, was now bound hand and foot, sitting on the floor to one side.

Phil stood in front of her, gripping a sharp dagger in his hand. He didn't know what Philip was planning, but he was ready to back

him up, no matter what.

Isaac was getting on in years but had aged well. Now, she watched Philip's actions in shock. Not only had he released the test

subjects, but he had also injected them with a drug that made them frenzied.

Though these subjects weren't as formidable as Subject 8, their ferocity and agility were terrifying.

To these killing machines, the researchers were enemies, targets to be eliminated without mercy.

Had Philip lost his mind? This could destroy the entire base.

Philip felt

I don't bring this place down, it's going to be destroyed soon.

recently. They can sense the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can say. It's probably

also perfect. I

but with her mouth gagged, she couldn't

knew how to withstand an earthquake. Any tremor below a magnitude

base could

monitors, his lips curling into a smile as he observed the researchers being slain. He

he tormented small creatures. As long as he saw

he'd feel fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one

no different from those small creatures in

struggled briefly, attempting to intervene, but Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated on the most interesting

told everyone that nothing

drugs within the base,

chin with one hand, wondering where lan might be hiding. Phil, holding the dagger, asked curiously,

we kill the

the table?

"Alright."

nor did he plead for mercy for anyone. He grabbed the vial from the table,

and began to pour the liquid down

the moment to

your mind? Do you have any idea what you're doing? Do you even know the kind of international powers

you get out, you'll be

have such a

the container next to him and splashed

to make her

the base's lack of conscience and

imagined he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to destroy the place, even at the cost of his

nothing was the most

his attention still fixed

I should thank you for helpingbecchairman. It seems you have even more power