91: Chapter 91 A Sleepless Night

Chapter 91: Sleepless Night

About twenty minutes passed.

Police car sirens sounded on the street.

Several criminal police officers ran upstairs all the way and happened to run into Fang Cheng and Ma Donghe coming down from the third floor.

"A-Cheng, are you okay? What's the situation inside?"

Seeing this, Zhou Yongnian immediately asked with concern.

"The thugs have already been subdued by my brother. There are also trafficked women and children inside. We got a bit injured, so we'll be leaving first..."

Fang Cheng pretended to be out of breath, supporting Ma Donghe, who was already injured.

Glancing at Ma Donghe's bear-like sturdy build, Zhou Yongnian nodded slightly and then comforted him:

"Alright, take care of yourself. Leave the follow-up matters to me."

"Team Leader, they..."

Watching the two suspicious fellows swagger away from the crime scene, a young criminal police officer couldn't help but question.

Zhou Yongnian didn't reply, and A-Bang behind him immediately scolded on his behalf:

"Shut up. If you want credit, talk less and don't make trouble. No one treats you as a mute!"

Hearing this, the young criminal police officer quickly shut his mouth, feeling a bit alerted in his heart.

After all, traveling all the way from Jiangbei to Linggang District to enforce the law and handle cases was inherently a transgression of the system.

The sky outside had already turned dark.

Fang Cheng and Ma Donghe walked side by side.

A sedan with old, peeling gray paint was parked at the intersection ahead.

Yellow-Hair sat in the Driving compartment and honked the horn as a signal.

The two of them then walked over.

"A-Cheng, why don't you ride back in our car?"

After fighting side by side this time, Ma Donghe couldn't help but feel a greater sense of closeness toward the gentle and handsome young man beside him.

"Forget it, you still have a lot of things to busy yourself with over there. Thank you for your hard work tonight, I'll just take a taxi back."

Fang Cheng smiled and then bid him farewell.

Watching his receding figure waving goodbye, Ma Donghe's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"What a monster..."

This phrase might have carried a hint of derogation in the past, but now it was full of praise.

His strength was so formidable that dozens of people weren't enough to fight him, yet he lacked the crazy, bloodthirsty side of those legendary monsters.

Ma Donghe shook his head. Unable to figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it.

He then got into the car, preparing to rush to the secret base to clean up the remaining loose ends.

...

Late at night, Linggang District.

Screams faintly echoed inside the building of a trading company.

In a room with exposed concrete, the incandescent light was dim and yellowish.

Several tattooed-armed men brandished baseball bats, beating incessantly at a writhing burlap sack.

The screams coming from inside the sack gradually grew weaker, turning into muffled groans.

A middle-aged man wearing a black overcoat sat in a chair, watching expressionlessly.

Standing nearby were two fierce-looking, bodyguard-like hulking men.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his hand to signal.

Seeing this, those thugs immediately stopped beating.

The opening of the sack was untied, and a blood-soaked man rolled out.

He was seen curled up tightly in pain, hurting so much that he couldn't even scream out.

After a long while, he finally forced open his swollen eyelids and pleaded:

"Brother Hao, please spare me this once."

The middle-aged man called "Brother Hao" looked at him coldly:

"Sang Biao, I entrusted such an important territory to you to look after, yet you went out to play with women! Are the women in the territory not enough for you to play with? Even your lair was raided, and you didn't even know it!"

"I won't dare do it next time, Brother Hao..."

Sang Biao struggled to crawl up and knelt at the middle-aged man's feet.

"If there is a next time, I won't beat you anymore; I'll send you directly to feed that monster!"

Hearing the word "monster," Sang Biao instantly shivered all over, as if recalling something terrifying to the extreme.

Brother Hao sat in the chair and then asked in a deep voice:

"Speak, how was the factory discovered by the police? Have you found out who leaked the news?"

Sang Biao answered honestly:

"Those subordinates of mine have all been arrested by the police, so there is no news temporarily."

Seeing Brother Hao frown and show a displeased expression, he hurriedly spoke again:

"However, according to the description of the Young Miss who escaped, it should be that the police informants found the place first. It seemed to be two men, one fat and one thin."

"Go and investigate carefully for me, and see who has the guts to mess with me, Wu Shihao!"

"But..."

Sang Biao hesitated for a moment and said stammeringly:

"They are very strong in power. One of them even directly used his fists and feet to smash open that secret door!"

"Hiss..."

Hearing this, Wu Shihao couldn't help but gasp.

He naturally knew very well just how sturdy that door was designed to be.

If the description was true, a figure with such strength was probably not as simple as a police informant.

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Perhaps... it will also involve struggles on an even higher level...

Thinking of this, he instantly lost the mood to interrogate his subordinate.

He then waved his hand, having people take away this good-for-nothing Sang Biao.

Then, escorted by two bodyguards, he came to the top floor of the company, a secluded area installed with double anti-theft iron doors.

Before even entering, he heard a faint roar coming from inside.

Wu Shihao's expression changed slightly, and he quickly took out his key to open the door.

Inside, it looked like a large cold storage room, but the scene in the center appeared somewhat eerie.

Inside a large glass container, bubbles were gurgling, displaying a naked male human specimen.

His figure appeared abnormally huge, standing over two meters tall, with his limbs, neck, and waist bound by exquisitely forged steel shackles.

His skin was blood-red, his muscles bulged prominently, and there were even signs of ulceration.

His open eyes had pupils that were rotating slightly, and he emitted a low growl like a beast from his mouth.

Clearly, this "human specimen" was actually still alive.

Seeing that the other party had already woken up, Wu Shihao's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly instructed the bodyguard beside him:

"It's about time, give him another injection!"

Hearing this, the bodyguards moved with deft hands and feet; one opened the glass container, while the other took out a syringe and medicine from the safe nearby.

Then they slowly injected the unknown liquid flashing with a dim blue light from the medicine bottle into the man's neck vein.

Watching the man quiet down again, Wu Shihao breathed a sigh of relief.

The "monster" lying inside actually originally belonged to the Red Tiger Gang as an Advanced member, a top assassin specializing in suppressing rival Gangs and carrying out decapitation operations.

It was just that when he came over here to help a few days ago, he suddenly went crazy and continuously injured people.

He even bit several of Wu Shihao's Gang members to death alive with his mouth.

Upon hearing the news, the Red Tiger Gang sent people to subdue him and temporarily kept him here.

It was said that they had to wait for another batch of personnel to come over before they could receive the "specimen."

Thus, he also gained an extra task: guarding this monster.

Every time he saw a perfectly fine person turn into this ghostly appearance, Wu Shihao felt a sense of alertness arise in his heart.

Ever since he led his subordinate brothers to defect to the Red Tiger Gang, his influence had gradually grown, he earned more and more banknotes, and he began to hobnob with wealthy businessmen and assemblymen.

In this area of Linggang District, he could also be considered a figure of some standing and prestige.

But as he climbed step by step upward, some of the inside scenes he saw became increasingly alarming and terrifying.

Wu Shihao shook his head, casting unnecessary thoughts out of his mind.

Hopefully the Red Tiger Gang could successfully solve all troubles for him!

Under the same night sky, many people in this city found it hard to sleep peacefully.

Jiangbei, Jiuchang Street.

Fang Cheng sat quietly in front of the desk.

Neon lights flickered outside the window.

Two different styles of recording pens were placed on the desk.

One of them was specially bought from the second-hand market today, ready to be put to great use.