Chapter 13: The Corpse in the Factory

"Damn it! Which bastard dared to bump into me!" Red-Hair cursed angrily at the thug who had collided with him, grabbing the thug who had fallen in front of him and hauling him up.

"Let... let go of me!" The thug’s face was filled with terror and fear. He pried Red-Hair’s hand off and then scrambled away as fast as he could.

Red-Hair was slightly stunned, seemingly confused by the thug’s actions. What on earth was going on?

Just as Red-Hair and his group were feeling puzzled, several more thugs came tumbling and crawling around the corner, running away in a panic.

"What are you all doing!" Red-Hair shouted to stop them as he watched them flee, but no one paid him any mind.

Chu Muyue lowered her eyes, her brows knitting slightly. Had something happened inside?

One of the thugs voiced exactly what Chu Muyue was thinking: "Brother Red-Hair, did something happen inside?"

Red-Hair snorted coldly, completely unimpressed. "What could possibly happen? Come on, let’s go in and see!"

Chu Muyue followed Red-Hair around the corner into the final factory building. However, the moment they turned, they saw a group of twenty or thirty people huddled at the entrance of the factory, with many of them sitting on the ground.

The glow of the sunset fell upon their profiles, making the look of terror on their faces instantly apparent.

Red-Hair and his group walked over with expressions of curiosity.

"Why are you all just staying here! The person is brought, hurry up and go in!" Red-Hair stepped forward and began shoving them arrogantly.

Because those thugs were all as if petrified, standing motionless, this shove sent a whole group of them toppling to the ground.

With the obstacles in front cleared, Red-Hair and his group finally saw the situation inside the factory, and their expressions immediately shifted to shock and disbelief.

Chu Muyue squeezed through the crowd and walked to the factory entrance. She saw that inside the messy, dust-covered, dilapidated factory, there were a dozen or two dozen corpses lying about.

What was most terrifying was that many of these corpses had been dismembered or cut in half at the waist; the state of their deaths was truly miserable.

If Chu Muyue hadn't already been reborn once and become a disciple of Dongfang Sheng, she might have fainted from shock the moment she saw this scene.

Now, Chu Muyue truly understood why the thugs who had run out earlier were so terrified.

Chu Muyue walked into the factory and saw a burly man not far away, staring in disbelief at the corpses on the ground. Seeing the snake-shaped tattoo on his chest, she knew without thinking that he must be Brother Snake.

Just then, a painful groan reached everyone's ears. Chu Muyue only slightly furrowed her brows and looked toward the direction of the sound.

Brother Snake turned his head toward the sound and saw a blood-stained hand slowly rising from a pile of corpses.

"Ahhh..." Seeing this sight, many more people were frightened, and several more thugs watching from outside ran away.

These thugs usually only engaged in minor scuffles and had never seen such a brutal scene. They were already badly shaken, and hearing this scene straight out of a horror movie, they naturally fled in a panic.

As the leader of the thugs, Brother Snake had seen his fair share of things and naturally felt no fear. He ran over to the spot where the bloody hand had appeared.

Brother Snake dug the blood-covered thug out from the pile of corpses, laid him on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "What on earth happened? How did you all end up like this?"