บท 747: The Mysterious Person, Zhao Liang

"Oh, my God! Isn't this a magic show?"

The officers stood up one after another, and the atmosphere in the cabin was extremely tense.

Everyone turned to look at Wu Mo.

As the "creator" of these genetically-modified warriors, how would he view this extremely intense battle?

After all, Wu Mo had designed all the amazing abilities for these soldiers.

He was the soul of this genetically-modified army and the creator of the bio-modification capsules.

However, Wu Mo did not speak. He remained focused on the arena.

It was as if he was looking for an answer in the young men's fierce battle.

Dazzling green light rained down in the arena, and the chubby man began to feel considerable pressure.

However, he refused to be outdone. He circulated the energy in his body with all his might and retreated continuously. He was trying to increase the distance between him and his opponent.