In Yang Fei's impression, this was the first time An Zichen lost her composure.
He smiled bitterly, "Zi Chen, I want to run too, but I can't show my face."
"It's over, this time you really have to be a wid~ow."
An Zichen stomped her foot in frustration.
At a time like this, this bastard is still teasing me, does he really want to die?
Yang Fei fumbled around on the Demon Emperor's corpse.
He wanted to find the genetic map data, even if he died, he had to destroy this threat to the safety of the nation and the people.
However, what Yang Fei didn't expect was.
He found nothing on the Demon Emperor, except for a few bank cards and some personal items.
No data-bearing items like USB drives, nothing at all.
Yang Fei almost bit his teeth to pieces.
If he had known the Demon Emperor didn't carry the genetic map, why did he fight so hard for his corpse?
Major loss!
Bang! Boom boom!
At that moment, a violent explosion occurred five hundred meters behind.
