Revenge After Death

Chapter 638

I was starting to suspect that only a few out of the nearly 100 missing persons were truly sent to Genome Society. The remaining were cruelly killed.

These lunatics each had their own perverted hobby, which was amplified by their wealth and power.

Someone said, "This project is amazing. We've only sent two of the goods over, yet they're actually giving us exclusive distribution rights for the Humian-Solancian region?"

Quinton nodded. "They're keeping a close watch lately. Those fools don't have a way to deliver goods like we do."

"As expected, we're smarter."

It wasn't hard to infer from their conversation that many of the wealthy people were sending "goods" over to Genome Society. But with the recent security, increasing surveillance, and improved legal system, it was harder to make someone disappear without a trace.

Quinton and his group were smart in that they were willing to take risks and venture into desolate areas. Yet the mysteries of desolate areas were beyond their control. It was foolish to assume that they could always navigate through dangers without getting caught.

This time, for instance, I could already sense danger looming closer when a wolf's howl echoed from the distance.

The wolves in desert areas were completely wild, and they wouldn't be the only predators around-there were other carnivores as well. They would surely be attracted by the fire, laughter, and the cars.

feigned fear and hid myself behind Quinton. "There are wolves, Quinton. Let's

arms around my waist. "Alright, let's all get back into the car and

doing it in front of the other men, as if trying to

man.

that he was far from one. He had no desire for women. Either he

sleeves, letting fresh blood drip onto the ground. I then wiped it

wolves would track the scent of blood and pursue it tirelessly. Even if the pack couldn't catch up, there would be other predators drawn

time for Zion and

late teens handed me an apple. She was so beautiful, she fitted Quinton's description of "perfect

was from the third car. I happened to overhear the lewd

Genome Society's so-called "perfect goods"--they would also have to be

get any woman we want after we land this

him while laughing.

slowly once everyone got into the

up, and the

cars finally slowed down at a relatively flat ground. The sky had also brightened

to sleep in the car. Quinton was the

out of the car and looked around the vast wilderness blankly. It seemed even more desolate and