Chapter 1222: Freedom (Please Subscribe!)

Evening.

Mexico.

West coast.

The sun setting in the west.

A deserted beach.

It was getting a bit dim, the sea surface relatively calm, when suddenly, a person in Mexican military uniform emerged and walked towards the shore, holding a small spherical object in his hand.

Arriving at the beach.

He gently tossed the object into the water.

Then walked forward about ten meters.

The next moment.

A flash of light.

Nearly two hundred people appeared lying in the shallow waters by the shore, of various races and ages, some of whom were captured by the laboratory and after professional 'disinfection', were directly released.

This was not all.

Because many were still undergoing treatment.

This laboratory.

Not many of the subjects were intact; most had one problem or another, many hardly different from being half-dead. Tang Qing had three choices, one was to find a pit and bury them alive.

Second.