"Throw them in," the local said in a low and harsh tone. Then, they heard two thuds. When they opened their eyes again, they only saw a few figures leaving.
The stench of blood wafted through the air, and the faces of everyone in the darkness changed drastically as they quickly groped their way over.
"Fang Gong! Jiang Gong!"
They shouted in low and hurried voices. Two weak replies were heard.
Before the ten people could surround them, footsteps sounded again. When they touched the bodies of the two engineers, the metal door opened again and a few figures rushed with their backs against the light.
"Little Ding, hide in the back!" someone shouted anxiously and squeezed to the front.
The few figures who came in did not say a word. They pointed at the two people closest to them and shouted fiercely in the local language, "You, you, stand up!"
