The Three-eyed boy had just finished introducing his name.
And he was quite proud of his name.
After feeling proud, Fu Chen thought of his family once more, and couldn't help but feel a bit down.
Boom!
The sudden loud noise in the hall startled Fu Chen.
He hurried to stand up, but didn't have time to open the door.
The bedroom door had already been forcibly broken open.
Immediately, a group of combat personnel covered head to toe in armor burst in with shields and electric shock guns.
And in the Three-eyed boy's bewildered state, they completed their control over him.
"Why is there so much blood?"
"Is this guy suffering from some illness?"
After completing the control, a team member went to check the bed and saw the blood-stained sheets and blanket, raising his eyebrows slightly.
The leading captain looked at the sheets, then at the pale-faced boy, and said calmly:
"We are from the Civilization Investigation Bureau of the Three-eyed people."
