"Brothers, if we can make it back alive today, I'll treat everyone to a drink, let's head out..." Shi Jian shouted and then made his way downstairs.
Twelve men, driving three cars, hurriedly headed towards Xihuan. Shi Jian was hoping that Xiang Yu would suddenly appear, but as they approached the West Third Ring, Xiang Yu still hadn't shown up.
By then, night had fallen completely; the factory's surroundings were even more sinister and terrifying being far from the city.
Around the factory, eight parked cars with headlights blazing illuminated it from eight different directions. Inside the factory, lights were on, a stark contrast to the enveloping darkness.
Shi Jian and his men drove their three vehicles directly to the vacant lot on the outskirts of the factory but didn't get out, instead quietly sitting in the cars.
Qian Meiduo's people didn't show up either; the scene was eerily quiet, as if everyone was waiting for something.
