C275 Metamorphosis of heart and form

"Wuwuwu …"

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the sky of Taiyue City was already shrouded by the curtain of night. In a dilapidated factory in the northern suburbs of the city, a sorrowful cry of a woman echoed in this pitch-black no-man's land.

At this time, Mi Qi was leaning on a fallen steel pipe, sitting on the dusty floor of the factory, hugging her knees, crying sorrowfully