100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-489
With a sudden bang, Eleven punched the hidden door in the study room
open. Claire and all were at a loss and panicking. They did not expect
Eleven to move this quickly to the point they ran up from below and
dropping dozens of traps on her failed to buy them the minutes to escape.
Little did they expect…
They had just come up and just managed to catch their breath. Somebody
wanted to ask Claire what happened to Eleven, and they suddenly heard a
Everybody’s legs jellied.
Their legs really jellied.
It was just simply too terrifying!
The baffling thoughts and shocking noise left them stupefied and unable
to respond. Almost twenty of them, in shock, huddled in the study room
and forgot to escape.
There was a huge hole in the wall, and the woman’s scorned face entered
into their views amidst the sand that was kicked up. They all shuddered
as they were in cold water.
They could not feel anything.
As the dust settled, Eleven gradually strode forward. Her hair, which had
not been washed for days and gave off an odor, was messy and seemed dirty
as sweat, oil, and blood were trapped in it. The sand that was kicked up
rested on her hair and covered her face with a thin sheen of dirt that
made her seem even more helter-skelter.
Her clothes were torn in several places. When she was in a coma for the
past few days, Claire would send somebody to infuse her with nutritional
fluids to keep her alive. As her clothes were excessively bloodied and
torn in several places, he also had somebody change her into an oversized
white shirt. The white shirt also had several blood stains and was dirty.
Despite how helter-skelter she looked, she had a pair of dainty feet that
stepped on broken glass. Although her feet were cut in several places,
they could not see them and it seemed as though her naturally blessed
feet were not injured in any way.
Her messy hair, white shirt, bloodthirsty eyes and beautiful feet… made
for an extremely bizarre combination.
The murderous intent in her eyes was so strong it was devoid of reason.
Claire closed his eyes…
They had finally met their doom.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Eleven zipped across like a
phantom and grabbed a man with one-hand and threw him with a reverse-grip
backwards with the man’s head pointed at the wall. Her other hand
grabbed another man by the throat.
There was a shriek and grunt, and the man’s head was smashed against
the wall. His brains and blood were splattered onto the wall as his body
slumped against the floor. He made no further sound.
Eleven crushed the other person’s throat, and said person simply
collapsed onto the floor.
Her bloodshot eyes were filled with an insatiable bloodlust that made her
a bloodied God of war who killed everybody on sight. She moved as quickly
as lightning and was completely different. As the rest of them saw a
blur, two died.
Eleven had a cold smile on her lips. As one of them shrieked as he pulled
open the door to escape, a needle shot out from Eleven’s hand and
pierced his throat from the back…
Another one bit the dust.
Claire was shocked.
“You’d better not allow me to escape. Otherwise, nobody lives!!”
Eleven’s deep and hoarse voice was not typically hoarse (as would be
expected of a flu), but a hoarseness that arose from fatigue and
tribulations that yet brimmed with immense murderous intent.
She enunciated those two words especially heavily, and those words
heavily weighed down on their hearts.
Claire was guessing if she had lost her senses? He did not know how
extensive her mutations were as he no longer had exact data to analyze.
Everybody could tell that the lady was not a killing machine. She had a
special constitution because she was conditioned with toxins since young,
which led to her slightly different constitution. Their experimentations,
along with the introduction of viruses, utterly changed her constitution.
The Top Terrorist Organization ought to have realized that she had such a
special constitution and hence not bring her up with toxins. They instead
weaned her off these toxins as they clearly knew that nobody could tell
what changes would befall her had they kept her on toxins.
They doted on her enough to stop it.
Weaning her off toxins only preserved her immunity to toxins and made her
as “normal” as possible. What about them?
They did not show the slightest pity on her and wanted to exploit her to
formulate the antidote and for their gratification and pride. As they did
not have an in-depth understanding of her constitution and lacked
experience, they turned her into an abomination.
In those ten minutes, Claire could tell that Eleven’s strength and
toughness were beyond human. Her speed was clearly inhuman.
Those were the visible changes, and what about those unseen ones?
Did she still retain her sensibilities? Or did she become a killing
“Eleven, let them go. I’m in charge of them, so you can kill me to
vent your anger,” Claire stood before them and flatly said. He tried to
buy them time so that they could escape and send word to the Mo brothers
He regretted not calling Mo Ye.
“Hmmph, who will return to me a normal body?” Eleven’s bloodlusting
eyes had a coldness in them. “Everybody dies!”
As her sound fell, she became seemingly possessed…
The experts were unable to defend themselves and were all unarmed. They
Meet their end.
Eleven – without her mutations – could kill them without the
slightest effort, hence let alone Eleven in her current state. When Big
Boss Mo reached, all his experts were already killed.
They all died grisly deaths, and Claire and all had no time to activate
the alarm when they came up. As the mansion was extremely safe because
nothing happened in the past few years, the bodyguards outside were
unable to rescue them in time.
When Big Boss Mo came, they then realized that something had happened.
When Big Boss Mo reached, Eleven was grabbing Claire by the throat and
about to snap his throat bone. When she saw Big Boss Mo, Eleven threw
Claire, the only survivor, onto the ground with a cruel look.
As Claire’s call to Mo Ye was extremely rushed, Claire was unable to
clearly tell Mo Ye what had happened, and did not understand why she
broke out and went on a killing spree.
“Mo Ye, it’s your turn.”