Natural Disaster: I Started By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349: The Fog Disappeared

Seeing that the man was telling the truth, Wu Yehao snapped his fingers. A second later, a golden thunderbolt struck down at the man.

Boom!

When the dust settled, only a pile of ash remained where the man had knelt. The other men exchanged determined glances as they watched the scene unfold.

Before Wu Yehao could react, the remaining men simultaneously swallowed something. Moments later, black blood seeped from their seven orifices, and they collapsed lifelessly.

Wu Yehao's expression darkened as he observed the scene.

Realizing none of them had survived, he snapped his fingers again. In an instant, countless golden thunderbolts rained down, illuminating the dark alley.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When silence returned to the surroundings, the only things that remained were the acrid stench of burned flesh, scorched ground, and piles of ash.

The next day, just as Wu Lian arrived at his office, his assistant entered.

"Captain, something happened last night in the slum," the assistant said, handing a report to Wu Lian.

As Wu Lian read the report, the assistant continued, "We have checked the location, but we couldn't find any clues apart from the burned ground and some mysterious ashes. We have sent the ashes to a laboratory for investigation. Results should be available within a few hours."

Setting the report down, Wu Lian asked, "Did the people we sent to follow that lightning element ability user discover anything?" _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

The assistant shook his head and replied, "Our team had been following them since they entered the base, but after they left the public office, we lost track of them. Right now, only two of them are guarding the armored cars in the public parking lot."

Wu Lian frowned, deep in thought. After a moment of silence, he said, "Since there are two of them at the parking lot, have our men keep an eye on them."

Hearing this, the assistant hesitated before asking, "Captain, do you think last night's incident in the slum is connected to those people?"

Wu Lian glanced at him and replied, "An incident in the slum happened the same day those people arrived. Even without evidence, the timing is too coincidental, and their behavior is very suspicious. We can't afford to lower our guard."

"I understand. I will arrange it immediately," the assistant replied and left the office.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, Wu Lian gazed out at the fog-covered base.

After a while, his eyes flickered as he muttered to himself, "It seems the fog is thinning again today. It looks like the next disaster is coming sooner than we expect."

At the same time, in the villa area, Xu Qipeng had just returned home from dealing with an urgent matter. As he entered, an old butler approached him.

Taking Xu Qipeng's coat, the old butler said, "Master, Miss Yao visited yesterday. She brought some gifts for you and spoke with Young Master Mu for a while. I have placed the gifts in your study."