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Chapter 93: Chapter 91 Sleepless Night
About twenty minutes passed.
The sound of police sirens started up on the street.
Several detectives ran hurriedly up the stairs, just in time to meet Fang Cheng and Ma Donghe, who were coming down from the third floor.
"Ah Cheng, are you alright? What’s the situation inside?"
Zhou Yongnian, seeing this, immediately asked with concern.
"The criminals have already been subdued by my brothers. There are women and children inside who were trafficked. We’ve sustained some injuries and need to leave first..."
Fang Cheng pretended to be out of breath as he supported the already injured Ma Donghe.
Catching a glimpse of Ma Donghe’s burly build, Zhou Yongnian nodded slightly and then reassured him:
"Alright, just take care of yourself, and leave the follow-up matters to me."
"Team leader, they..."
Watching two suspicious guys boldly leaving the crime scene, a young detective couldn’t help questioning.
Zhou Yongnian didn’t respond, and Abang behind him immediately scolded him:
"Shut up. If you want credit then talk less, don’t stir trouble, no one will think you’re mute if you don’t talk!"
The young detective quickly shut his mouth, also slightly alerted.
After all, their jurisdiction stretched from Jiangbei to Lingang District, which was already an overstepping of authority.
Outside, it had already turned dark.
Fang Cheng and Ma Donghe walked side by side.
An old gray sedan was parked at the intersection ahead.
Huanghai sat in the driver’s seat, honking the horn as a signal.
The two men then walked over.
"Ah Cheng, why don’t you ride back with us?"
After fighting side by side this time, Ma Donghe couldn’t help feeling a stronger sense of closeness to the refined and handsome young man beside him.
"Never mind, you’ve got a lot to deal with on your side. I’ll just take a taxi back tonight after all this hard work."
Fang Cheng smiled and then bid him farewell.
Watching his retreating figure waving goodbye, Ma Donghe’s eyes gleamed slightly, murmuring to himself:
"He truly is a monster..."
This phrase might have carried a derogatory connotation in the past, but now it was filled with praise.
His strength was so formidable that dozens of people weren’t enough for him, yet he didn’t possess the bloodthirsty madness said to be typical of monsters.
Ma Donghe shook his head, unable to figure it out, and decided not to think about it.
He then got in the car, ready to rush to the secret base to tidy up the remaining loose ends.
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Late at night, Lingang District.
Faint screams could be heard from inside a trade company building.
In a room with exposed concrete, the light of a tungsten lamp was dim.
Several men with tattooed arms swung baseball bats, continuously beating a wriggling sack.
The screams from the sack gradually subsided into muffled groans.
A middle-aged man in a black coat sat on a chair, watching emotionlessly.
Two fierce and sinister men who looked like bodyguards stood by his side.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his hand as a signal.
Seeing this, the attackers immediately halted their beating.
The sack was untied and a bloodied man rolled out.
His body painfully curled up, too pained to even shout.
After a while, he managed to open his swollen eyelids and pleaded:
"Brother Hao, please spare me this time."
The man addressed as "Brother Hao" looked at him coldly:
"Sang Biao, I entrusted you with such an important turf, and you went off chasing women. Aren’t the women there enough for you? You didn’t even know when our stronghold was raided!"
"I won’t dare do it again, Brother Hao..."
Sang Biao struggled to get up and knelt at the feet of the middle-aged man.
"If there’s a next time, I won’t beat you; I’ll send you straight to feed that monster!"
Hearing the word "monster," Sang Biao shuddered as if recalling something extremely terrifying.
Brother Hao sat in the chair and then asked in a deep voice:
"Tell me, how did the police discover the factory, and who leaked the information?"
Sang Biao answered honestly:
"All my underlings have been arrested by the police, and there’s no news yet."
Seeing Brother Hao furrow his brows and looking displeased, he quickly added:
"However, according to the description of a lady who escaped, it seems it was the police informant who found the place first, apparently two men, one fat and one thin."
"Go check carefully, see who had the guts to cross me, Wu Shihao!"
"But..."
Sang Biao hesitated, then stammered:
"They are very strong, one of them even smashed open the hidden door directly with his fists and feet!"
"Shh..."
Hearing this, Wu Shihao couldn’t help but gasp in surprise.
He, of course, knew very well how sturdy that door was designed.
If the description was true, someone with such strength might not be just a simple police informant.
Perhaps... it might involve a higher level of conflict...
Thinking of this, he immediately lost the mood to interrogate his subordinate.
He then waved his hand, signaling to take the useless Sang Biao away.
Then, flanked by two bodyguards, he went to the company’s top floor, a hidden area secured with two heavy security iron doors.
Before entering, he heard a faint growling sound coming from inside.
Wu Shihao’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly took out the key to open the door.
Inside, it looked like a large cold storage room, but the scene in the center was somewhat eerie.
A large glass container filled with bubbling liquid held a naked male human specimen inside.
The body was unusually large, over two meters tall, with limbs, neck, and waist bound by stainless steel shackles.
The skin was blood-red, muscles bulging, and even showed signs of ulceration.
That pair of open eyes, however, were still moving slightly, and a low growl like that of a wild beast was coming from its mouth.
Clearly, this "human specimen" was actually still alive.
Seeing that the subject had awakened, Wu Shihao’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly ordered the bodyguard next to him:
"It’s about time, give him another injection!"
Upon hearing the order, one bodyguard efficiently opened the glass container, while another fetched a syringe and medicine from a nearby safe.
Then, the bodyguard slowly injected the blue glowing unknown liquid into the man’s neck vein.
Watching the man settle down again, Wu Shihao breathed a sigh of relief.
The "monster" lying inside was actually originally a senior member of the Red Tiger Gang, a top assassin specialized in suppressing rival gangs and carrying out decapitation strikes.
Only, when he came over to help a few days ago, he suddenly went mad and started hurting people.
He even bit several of Wu Shihao’s men to death.
Upon hearing the news, the Red Tiger Gang sent people to subdue him and temporarily left him here.
It was said they were waiting for another group to come and take over the "specimen."
Thus, he had an additional task: guarding this monster.
Each time he saw a perfectly normal person turning into such a ghastly form, Wu Shihao grew more vigilant.
Ever since he and his brothers joined the Red Tiger Gang, their power had grown stronger, making more money and starting to mingle with rich businessmen and legislators.
In the Lingang District, he was becoming a notable figure.
But as he climbed higher, the glimpses of the dark inner workings he saw were increasingly terrifying.
Wu Shihao shook his head, casting aside these pointless thoughts.
Hopefully, the Red Tiger Gang could smoothly solve all the troubles for him!
Under the same night sky, many people in this city found it hard to sleep.
In Jiangbei, Old Factory Street. 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Fang Cheng sat quietly at his desk.
Neon lights flickered outside the window.
On the desk, there were two different types of recording pens.
One of them was specially bought from the second-hand market today, ready for significant use.
