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Creak, creak.

The old, decaying iron staircase emitted a series of ear-splitting protests under the trampling of footsteps.

A group of people successively appeared at the highest point of the entire garbage disposal workshop.

Each of them wore a fierce expression, their eyes filled with ruthlessness and arrogance.

Subsequently, another series of heavy footsteps rang out.

The crowd quickly parted, and a burly man with a face full of橫肉 walked up.

A hideous scar stretched from the corner of his eye all the way to the corner of his mouth, appearing particularly terrifying under the light.

Seeing this person, Ma Donghe's face twitched slightly, his eyes flashing with disbelief at first.

In an instant, the veins on his neck bulged, and he roared with uncontrollable rage:

“Bastard, it really is you, you son of a bitch, who betrayed me!”

Ma Donghe leaned forward, trying to break free from his restraints with brute force, wanting to stand up and confront the traitor face to face.

However, he was tightly bound by thick ropes, and even though the chair creaked and swayed, he couldn't move at all.

Moreover, this struggle caused the multiple bullet wounds on his body to rupture even more severely, with blood gushing out like a torrent.

But even so, Ma Donghe still did not give up, his movements becoming even more violent.

“Don't get excited, be careful you fall down.”

The burly man wore a cold smile, speaking unhurriedly.

There was no trace of guilt in his eyes, but rather a hint of戏谑, as if he were admiring an interesting toy.

Subsequently, at his signal, two people quickly stepped forward and firmly held Ma Donghe down.

Ma Donghe's cheek muscles bulged, his gaze unflinchingly piercing towards the other man.

He wished he could devour this scum alive with his eyes, to vent the anger in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the mastermind behind this黑吃黑 incident was actually a friend of many years, the former head of the Three Wolves Gang—Tyrannosaurus.

Back then, it was this guy who took the initiative to help guarantee and introduce those buyers of unknown origin to him.

Ma Donghe thought he had been careful enough, but in the end, he fell victim to someone he trusted.

“Why do this?!”

“Tyrannosaurus, you bastard! I treated you with all my heart, and you actually did something so despicable for this little bit of money!”

Ma Donghe questioned angrily in succession.

Tyrannosaurus, however, had a look of disdain on his face, a mocking smile勾起 at the corner of his mouth:

“Don't be naive, Donghe, in this dog-eat-dog world, only利益 is eternal. You're too stubborn and don't know how to adapt.”

“You…”

Ma Donghe was choked speechless, only able to stare at him with eyes full of anger.

After a long while, the whole person seemed like a deflated ball,沮丧地 begging the enemy:

“If you want to seize my goods, just take them, there's no need to hurt my brothers, let them go.”

At this moment, his originally straight spine was slightly bent, and the anger in his eyes was replaced by helplessness.

Tyrannosaurus shook his head, still wearing that disgusting smug expression on his face:

“Donghe, don't you understand yet? I have no仇 with you, everything is just for利益, and you are just a pawn for me to do things for the organization.”

“Organization? What organization, does it have anything to do with me?”

Ma Donghe looked錯愕.

Tyrannosaurus's mouth turned up, and he said slowly:

“The real power behind the Red Tiger Gang has势力 and ambitions that are hard for ordinary people like you to imagine.”

“Ah, so you're a卧底 of the Red Tiger Gang!”

Ma Donghe恍然大悟, a trace of震惊 flashed in his eyes.

Tyrannosaurus looked at him with the eyes of an idiot, and couldn't help but嗤笑道:

“That's why I always say your brain is full of muscles. I was raised by the leader of the Three Wolves Gang since I was a child, how could I be a卧底?”

“Now I'm working for the big shots behind the Red Tiger Gang, and you're just an insignificant sacrifice in this game.”

After a pause, seemingly wanting to炫耀 in front of his old friend Ma Donghe, Tyrannosaurus actually主动坦露 his secret:

“Speaking of which, the Noah Organization contacted me a few years ago, but at the time I thought about our friendship and hesitated for a long time, and as a result, they ultimately chose Chen Chen.”

“Hmph, that guy was originally just an不入流的小混混, relying on the manpower and resources provided by the organization to混得风生水起 on the streets.”

Tyrannosaurus coldly哼一声, raised his hand and touched the狰狞 scar on his face, a trace of狠厉 and不甘 flashing in his eyes.

“And now, I have unexpectedly become a丧家之犬.”

“If I had known this, rather than letting the old man die at the hands of others, I would have personally sent him on his way…”

Speaking of this, Tyrannosaurus's voice carried self-嘲, as if he had fallen into memories.

Again seeing the chaotic scene when the Three Wolves Gang was defeated, the former brothers fleeing in all directions, and the territory being encroached upon by other forces.

And he had hoped to be reused in the East City Club, but was ruthlessly abandoned, only given a闲职, like a弃子 who had been thrown into the cold palace.

“Fortunately, the Noah Organization appreciated me. After contacting me again, they promised to support me in rebuilding the Three Wolves Gang and conquering the entire Dongdu underworld势力.”

He suddenly raised his head again, a狂热 flame burning in his eyes.

“Since that小混混 Chen Chen can do it, I can do it too, and I'll do it even better!”

Tyrannosaurus clenched his fists, his face filled with a志在必得 expression, as if he had already seen himself standing at the pinnacle of power.

Ma Donghe looked at this once familiar person in front of him, but always felt a little strange.

At this moment, Tyrannosaurus had been blinded by欲望 and野心, completely different from the重情重义 man in his memory.

“You're telling me all this, it can't just be to叙旧, right…”

Ma Donghe frowned, his eyes full of警惕之意.

“You finally have a little brain.”

Tyrannosaurus said in an嚣张语气:

“Daring to be enemies with the Noah Organization is destined to be a dead end. Now, obediently tell me the whereabouts of that杀人魔 who is using the Three Wolves Gang's banner, and I can beg for mercy and spare you and your brothers' lives.”

Ma Donghe's heart凛, anger涌上来 again, and he immediately破口大骂:

“Do you think I'm as shameless as you, and would betray my brothers? Dream on!”

Tyrannosaurus was stunned when he heard this:

“So that杀人魔 is your brother? Not your superior?”

“Uh…”

Ma Donghe realized he had slipped up, immediately shut his mouth tightly, and put on a臭模样 of being impervious to reason.

Tyrannosaurus露出冷笑, waved his big hand.

One of the凶神恶煞-like men behind him immediately stepped forward.

He clenched his fist,卯足了劲, and punched Ma Donghe's cheek hard.

With this punch, Ma Donghe only felt his head “嗡” sound, his face ached, and he was knocked to the side by the force.

Before he could recover, another punch landed on his nose.

The pain made his vision go black, and tears uncontrollably streamed down his face.

“What, is it very威风 to be a义薄云天大哥? No matter how much you protect him, that fake killer won't come to save you.”

Tyrannosaurus crossed his arms and looked down at him,嘲讽.

Ma Donghe “呸” sound, spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood at Tyrannosaurus.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth had also been torn, blood溢出来, but he clenched his teeth, not uttering a single sound.

Tyrannosaurus's face sank, his eyes becoming even more凶狠:

“Continue to teach him a good lesson until he's willing to talk!”

With continuous beatings, the chair Ma Donghe was sitting on摇晃着 violently, and under the impact force, it moved backward little by little.

Behind the chair was the bottomless, gaping pit.

It resembled a monstrous beast with its jaws wide open, waiting for someone above to carelessly lose their footing and fall in.

Just as the chair's back legs were hanging precariously over the edge of the pit, a sudden flurry of footsteps echoed, as if a large group of people were rushing up the iron stairs.

Tyrant, noticing the commotion, immediately raised his hand, halting his subordinate who was about to throw a punch.

In the blink of an eye, a group of figures clad in black combat uniforms streamed in, their movements agile and betraying well-honed training.

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Each person wielded a firearm, the dark muzzles glinting coldly in the dim light, sending chills down one's spine.

One of them, burly and with a stern gaze, stepped forward and asked with an imposing presence:

"Who is Tyrant?"

Upon seeing this, the wary look on Tyrant's face instantly transformed into a slightly fawning smile.

He straightened his collar, took two steps forward, bowed slightly, and replied:

"That's me. Are you the reinforcements sent by the organization?"

"I am the captain of the Ghost Lord's subordinate action team, here to assist you in guarding the hostage."

The newcomer curtly interrupted him, his eagle-like gaze landing on Ma Dong-hyuk, who was tightly bound.

After speaking, he cast a cold glance around at everyone and commanded without any politeness:

"From now on, everyone must be vigilant. The target may infiltrate this place at any time."

"Ghost Lord said that as long as we successfully complete this mission, our team will assist you in expanding your influence in the future…"

Upon hearing this, Tyrant's smile grew even brighter, as if he already envisioned himself commanding respect in the East Capital underworld.

He hurriedly nodded and said, "That's natural. With your help, we are sure to succeed!"

However, this group of people in black combat uniforms, seemingly special forces, did not engage in much small talk with them.

After the captain gave a hand signal, about thirty team members quickly dispersed and began to deploy in an orderly fashion.

Their movements were skilled and efficient, their actions swift and agile.

Some set up observation points at the windows, mounting high-powered telescopes; others installed warning devices at the entrances of the passages, calibrating infrared detectors and sensor alarms.

Still others shuttled throughout the workshop, checking for potential safety hazards and establishing firing points.

Seeing this, Tyrant dared not delay and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to take action:

"Did you all hear that? Don't just stand there. Cooperate properly. If anything goes wrong, none of you will have a good time!"

The subordinates quickly responded, scattering and busying themselves according to the previously issued task instructions.

The entire garbage disposal workshop was filled with a tense and busy atmosphere.

Creak, creak.

A harsh sound broke the brief period of busy clamor.

Everyone looked up, only to see high above, the rusted steel cable turning laboriously under the pulley, and a section of a drawbridge slowly descending.

The drawbridge looked dilapidated, the planks were rough, and some places had holes.

The iron frame was also covered in rust, and as it descended, it shed layers of rust fragments.

After swaying and creaking as it descended, the drawbridge stopped above the well, extending straight towards the center.

It was like a diving board for a high platform dive, except that below was not clear water, but countless piles of garbage and darkness.

Then, Ma Dong-hyuk, along with the chair, was carefully carried by two burly men onto the drawbridge, sitting with his back to the cut-off edge.

Apart from the narrow passage connected to the front end of the drawbridge, there was no foothold around.

Below was a huge well, dozens of meters deep into the ground.

It was dark and emitted a chilling and foul odor, like a mouth devouring everything.

Being in such a desperate situation, Ma Dong-hyuk faced a truly "isolated and helpless" situation.

Everyone who saw this couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In this situation, unless someone with wings flew over from the sky, there would be hope for a successful rescue.

Moreover, there were so many people and guns guarding around.

"Heh heh, I'd like to see how that legendary killing machine saves people?"

Tyrant crossed his arms and stood at the edge of the well, with a smug and cruel smile on his face, admiring the excellent idea he had come up with.

… … … … … … … … … … … …

Somewhere in the garbage disposal plant, inside a dimly lit monitoring room.

After the temporary power supply was connected, several rows of newly installed closed-circuit television screens, like a pair of sleepless eyes, flickered with a cold light, presenting the warning positions in every corner of the factory.

Among them was the area around the well at the highest point of the workshop, showing the busy scene of the crowd.

A tall and sturdy man stood quietly in front of the monitoring screen, his head covered with a hood, hiding most of his face in the shadows.

Visually, his height exceeded 1.9 meters, like a towering iron tower, exuding a strange sense of oppression.

And on the swivel chair next to him sat a dark-skinned, thin middle-aged man.

The two formed a very distinct contrast in body shape, and judging from their facial features, they did not look like Xia Country people.

"Ghost, why didn't you let the Red Tiger Gang help?"

The hooded man took the lead in breaking the silence, his voice slightly hoarse, like it had been sanded, echoing in the silent monitoring room.

The man called "Ghost" tilted his head slightly, a trace of disdain flashing in his sharp eyes, and said coldly:

"Letting that group of trash show up will definitely be recognized. This fish is very alert. Last time, even using the acquisition of antiques as bait didn't attract him to come in person, so this time we need to be more cautious. The hook should not be exposed, otherwise it will scare the fish away."

After a pause, he snorted softly and said:

"Besides, the Red Tiger Gang has been making a lot of small moves recently. It's time to knock them down a peg. If they don't listen, we can just support another force to replace them. In this world, there is no shortage of people who want to cling to us."

The hooded man frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes:

"The target can kill two hundred people in one night, and also solve the berserk experimental subject. His strength is definitely not simple."

Ghost's expression remained unchanged:

"As long as it's not a high-level investigator from the Special Investigation Team or a genius from a top family, there's nothing to be afraid of. Anyone who dares to harm the organization's interests must pay a bloody price!"

His voice was full of cold killing intent, and he also had enough confidence in this.

Because the pursuer team members under his command were the most elite teams from the Noah Organization, dedicated to special operations.

The two looked at the screen, and time passed bit by bit, and the night became darker and darker.

The darkness spread like a tide, engulfing the entire city.

On the monitoring screen, the corners of the factory appeared more and more gloomy under the cover of night.

Occasionally, the figure of a patrolman flashed in the picture, breaking the momentary silence.

Ghost and the hooded man stayed quietly in the monitoring room, their eyes always locked on the screen, waiting for that mysterious target to appear.

A tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated the air, like the calm before a storm.

Suddenly, a change appeared on the monitoring screen.

I saw a figure flashing like a ghost, and then, a monitoring screen instantly turned into a snow screen.

"He's here!"

Ghost and the hooded man said almost at the same time in a low voice, and their eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.