Police station parking garage.
When the back trunk door was opened, a pungent smell of blood instantly hit them.
A few officers who opened the door immediately couldn't help but bend over and retch.
Henry, whose face had been temporarily operated on and bandaged like a mummy, stood behind Sun Yan, looking at the bloody mess in the trunk with dread, his heart pounding.
The entire compartment was covered in red; window, door, roof, everywhere were pieces of flesh.
Dismembered limbs, every dead officer's face twisted into an expression of extreme terror, chilling to look at.
Thinking that if he hadn't been sitting in the passenger seat then, he would probably have ended up like those officers, dead at the hands of that monster.
