As he was lowered unsteadily down, the drawbridge came to a stop above the well hole, extending straight towards the central focal point.
It was like a decayed arm reaching into the abyss, exuding a spine-chilling aura.
And it resembled a diving board on a high platform, only what lay below was not clear pool water, but countless piles of trash and darkness.
Next, Ma Donghe was carefully escorted onto the drawbridge by two burly men, chair and all, seated with his back to the cut-off edge.
Aside from a narrow path connected to the front end of the drawbridge, there was nowhere else to stand.
Below was a colossal well hole that plunged deep into the earth, about several tens of meters tall.
Dreadfully dark, it emitted bursts of coldness and a foul stench, like a gaping maw ready to devour everything.
In such a dire strait, Ma Donghe truly faced a situation of utter isolation.
Everyone who saw it couldn’t help but inwardly sigh.
Under such circumstances, unless someone came flying over with wings, there was hope for a successful rescue.
Moreover, the area was heavily guarded with men and guns.
"Hehe, I really want to see how that legendary homicidal maniac is going to save anyone?"
T-Rex stood with his arms folded at the edge of the well hole, a smug and cruel smile on his face, delighted with the brilliant idea he had come up with.
Somewhere in the waste processing plant, inside a dimly lit surveillance room.
Several rows of recently installed CCTV screens blinked like pairs of sleepless eyes, emitting a ghostly light, showcasing the security posts at every corner of the plant.
This included the busy scene around the well hole at the top of the workshop.
A tall and strapping man stood silently in front of the surveillance screens, his face mostly hidden in shadow beneath a hooded cloak.
Judging by his height, over one meter ninety, he was akin to a towering iron fortress, his very presence exuding an indefinable oppressive force.
Beside him, on a swivel chair, sat a dark-skinned, lean middle-aged man.
The two formed a stark contrast in physique and from their appearances, neither seemed to be from Xia Country.
"Shadow, why not let the Red Tiger Gang help?"
The cloaked man broke the silence first, his voice slightly hoarse, as if sandpapered, echoing within the quiet surveillance room.
The man known as "Shadow" slightly turned his head, a flash of disdain in his sharp gaze, and spoke coldly:
"Letting that group of useless thugs step in will surely be noticed. This fish is very cautious; even using antique dealings as bait didn’t lure him out personally last time, so we need to be more careful this time. The bait must be subtle, otherwise, it will scare the fish away."
After a pause, he scoffed lightly and continued:
"Besides, the Red Tiger Gang has been up to no good lately. It’s time to give them a knock. If they don’t listen, we’ll simply Keep reading on NovelHub - where stories come alive! The world is never short of people who want to climb aboard our ship."
The cloaked man frowned slightly, a trace of concern flashing in his eyes:
"The target managed to kill two hundred people in one night and dealt with the rampaging Experimental Body; his strength is no joke."
However, Shadow’s expression remained unchanged, confidently stating:
"As long as it’s not a Senior Investigator from the Special Search Team or a genius from a top-tier noble family, there’s nothing to be afraid of. Whoever dares to harm the organization’s interests must pay the price in blood!"
His voice was like an icy wind from the cold night, carrying a chilling murderous intent.
The two men watched the screens as time slowly ticked by, and the night grew increasingly thick.
Darkness spread like high tide, engulfing the entire city.
The surveillance screens showed the factory corners becoming even more sinister under the cover of night.
Occasionally, the silhouette of a patrolling guard would flash across the screen, breaking the momentary silence.
Shadow and the cloaked man sat quietly in the surveillance room, their eyes firmly fixed on the screen, awaiting the arrival of that mysterious target.
The air was filled with a tense and stifling atmosphere, like the calm before the storm.
Suddenly, there was a disturbance on the surveillance screen.
A figure appeared like a ghost, and immediately after, one of the CCTV feeds turned into static.
Shadow and the cloaked man uttered almost simultaneously, their gazes turning incredibly sharp.