Ye Huan looked at Zhao Tiehou like an idiot, laughed and said:

"How come there are so many trash in this world who obviously have no ability but love to show off?"

"You say that because you don't know how high my cultivation level is. If you knew, you wouldn't say that!" Zhao Tiehou said proudly.

"How high?" Ye Huan asked.

"High-level War Saint!" Zhao Tiehou said contemptuously.

Ye Huan: "..."

So high!

Too high!

A little higher than the soles of my shoes!

"What? You know how high my cultivation level is, are you scared?"

Seeing Ye Huan stop talking, Zhao Tiehou said contemptuously.

The bad old man, the middle-aged greasy man and the middle-aged woman looked at Ye Huan with mocking expressions. In their opinion, Ye Huan was young and his cultivation was definitely not as high as Zhao Tiehou!

"Afraid, you almost scared me to death!"

Ye Huan raised his leg and kicked Zhao Tiehou away!

Bad old man: "..."

Middle-aged greasy man: "..."

Middle-aged woman: "..."

The mocking expressions on the faces of the three people froze. They watched Zhao Tiehou fly to the door of the factory, fell to the ground and stopped moving!

The three of them took a deep breath and looked at Ye Huan in shock!

Zhao Tiehou was a high-level war saint. He was kicked to death by this guy?

"What are you looking at?"

Ye Huan slapped the bad old man and asked:

"Is Zhao Tiehou the leader of this den of thieves?"

"No, no, no, no, no!"

The bad old man was so frightened that his whole body was shaking and sweating profusely, and he hurriedly said:

"Zhao Tiehou is the number one master in destroying the factory stronghold, but he is not the leader. The leader is someone else!"

"Where is the leader?" Ye Huan asked.

"Underground!" said the bad old man.

"Lead the way!" Ye Huan ordered.

"Yes, yes..."

The bad old man, the middle-aged greasy man and the middle-aged woman hurriedly walked ahead to lead the way.

When he walked to the door of the factory, Ye Huan picked up Zhao Tiehou's thick-backed machete and casually chopped off the head of Zhao Tiehou, who was not dead yet!

"It's quite sharp!"

Ye Huan is very satisfied with the thick-backed machete!

Bad old man: "..."

Middle-aged greasy man: "..."

Middle-aged woman: "..."

The three of them were almost frightened to death by the scene where Ye Huan chopped off Zhao Tiehou's head, and they quickly quickened their pace.

There are countless messy things piled up inside the factory, making it difficult to walk!

If he didn't know that this was a gang den for human traffickers, Ye Huan might have entered the factory to take a look and then left.

It's so dirty!

Too messy!

"The entrance is here!"

The three old men took Ye Huan to the innermost part of the factory. The old man pushed open a tattered wardrobe leaning against the wall, revealing a door!

"lead the way!"

Ye Huan ordered!

"Yes, yes..."

The three old men immediately led the way, and Ye Huan followed them slowly. In the dark, they walked up the stairs to the underground and came to a metal door.

The old man entered his password, performed facial recognition and retinal scanning, and then the metal door opened.

"I underestimated you, this den of thieves!"

After Ye Huan followed the three old men in, he was shocked by the scene in front of him!

This is not a human trafficker organization!

This is simply an underground hospital!

To be precise, it is an underground human organ removal hospital!

At a glance, in a dozen operating rooms separated by tempered glass, doctors in white coats were performing living body removal in front of the operating table!

"These damn beasts!"

Ye Huan chopped a passing 'doctor' alive with a knife, and then started a massacre in the underground hospital.

Traffickers should all die!

All members of the human traffickers’ gang deserve to die!

"this……"

Damn old man, middle-aged greasy man and middle-aged woman were paralyzed with fear!

They didn't expect Ye Huan to be so cruel. He wanted to kill everyone in the underground stronghold!

The middle-aged greasy man and middle-aged woman have completely lost their mentality at this moment. What did they do?

He actually captured a murderer who destroyed the organization!

"Lin Yingfu, Gao Yayuan, look at the good things you have done, just wait until your whole family is organized and wiped out!"

The bad old man glared at the middle-aged greasy man and middle-aged woman.

Middle-aged greasy man: "..."

Middle-aged woman: "..."

"Ah, murder..."

At this time, someone saw Ye Huan slaughtering, and was so frightened that he screamed at high decibels.

Suddenly, more people saw Ye Huan slaughtering, and more people screamed in fear. Gradually, everyone in the entire underground hospital started to commotion.

"What happened?"

A gray-haired old man in a white coat ran out of the office and asked.

"Dean, there are enemies who have invaded the stronghold and are massacred!" someone said.

"What?"

The face of the gray-haired old man known as the Dean changed drastically. He knew that the middle-aged greasy man and the middle-aged woman had captured a warrior, and it was he who sent Zhao Tiehou out to kill and silence him.

But now, someone invaded the underground stronghold and carried out a massacre. It is obvious that Zhao Tiehou is dead!

"Send my order and kill the invading enemies!"

The dean roared loudly, then entered the office to get his cell phone and called his superiors for help.

After making the call, he hid it in the safe in the office!

And following his order, all the warriors in the underground hospital rushed towards Ye Huan!

“A moth flies into a flame, and you don’t overestimate your own abilities!”

Ye Huan took the initiative to meet the warriors who were coming and hacked them all to death!

"Help, help..."

Just then, a cry for help came!

Ye Huan immediately locked the room where the cry for help came from, but did not rush to save people. Instead, after killing everyone in the human trafficker organization, he confirmed that all the people on the operating table in the operating room had had their organs removed.

Dead!

Only then did we arrive at the room where the cry for help came from.
To be continued...