CHAPTER 523. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. You're Not Getting Away

“The rest of you, let’s go in. Milo... how do you want him served?” Jhon asked seriously.

“I don’t care as long as you find him. If he attacks, defend yourselves. Oh, and one more thing. Be careful. These abandoned factories are dangerous, still full of broken-down machinery.”

Everyone made sure to stay cautious as they ventured into the dimly lit building.

The team moved carefully through the rusted machinery, relics of an inactive past, with the foul stench of decay lingering in the air. They split into pairs, heading in different directions to search for the lawyer.

At one point, Jhon covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, gagging from the putrid smell rising from the floor.

“God! What’s that smell?” he muttered, gripping his weapon again.

“Probably an old fermentation tank left unclean, now rotting,” Milo replied. “It’s nasty but dangerous too. This place had a whole pressurization system for brewing beer. Don’t touch