Ah Jie vigorously wiped the bloodstains off the inner wall of the carriage, and in a low voice said to Stone, who was operating the water gun beside him: "The captain has suffered heavy losses this time, even his most cherished wolfhounds have been lost. His mood must be at the worst, we need to be careful not to get blamed." Stone cursed while hosing down the underside of the car, unable to hold back upon hearing this: "I don’t know which bastard leaked the information. If I find out, I’ll twist his head off and feed it to the dogs!" At that moment, a faint but sharp police siren pierced through the layers of rain, faintly drifting over from afar. Immediately following that, a bolt of lightning suddenly tore through the thick dark clouds, illuminating the entire dark countryside in a ghastly white light. Ah Qiang and Stone both shuddered instantly, and their actions came to an involuntary halt. They abruptly turned their heads, looking in the direction the siren came from. The rain fell like a gray curtain, obscuring the view of the distance. Only swaying thickets, the pitch-black fields, and the scattered outlines of farmhouses flashed briefly in the afterglow of the lightning. In the further distance, the city lights appeared so distant and dim, like a mirage, unreal. The sound of the siren was intermittent, with no indication of approaching. It seemed to be just a routine patrol or chasing another target. The two exchanged glances and immediately braced themselves. "Don’t just stand there, get to work!" Ah Qiang urged impatiently: "If anything else goes wrong and the police get attracted here, be careful, the captain might chop us up too and feed us to those precious ones!" Stone nodded and said no more. They quickened their pace, trying to finish the cleaning work immediately. Another flash of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating a thicket not far behind them. In that brief instant of lightning, a figure in a black raincoat seemed to appear in the shadows of the thicket. Like a ghost blending into the night, with neither breath nor heartbeat. That figure stood silently, a pair of deep eyes fixed intently on them. But the rain was too heavy and the light too dim, everything seemed a bit blurred. Ah Qiang and Stone buried themselves in work, completely oblivious to this. Inside the slaughterhouse. Chen Rui was holding a stainless steel basin, filled with large chunks of bloody raw meat. Without expression, he tossed pieces of meat to the fierce dogs chained with iron chains. "Awooo!", "Chomp!", "Chomp!" The starving fierce dogs let out a series of excited low growls, fighting to devour the meat on the ground. Sharp teeth tore into the flesh, crunching bones, producing a chilling crisp sound. Blood and saliva dripped from their mouths, the scene brutal and primal. Chen Rui was indifferent to this, his gaze remaining cold. He had a total of dozens of such fierce dogs. Besides the three elite wolfhounds he brought tonight, which unfortunately were lost, there are more here. They are his most loyal guards, also his most effective helpers for various special missions. After feeding, Chen Rui unleashed the iron chains from a few of the most alert and agile Dogo Argentino, patting their scar-covered heads. Using a low command that only dogs could understand, he instructed them to patrol around the slaughterhouse. Watching the fierce dogs like white ghosts silently disappear into the rain, Chen Rui finally breathed a slight sigh of relief. Tonight’s operation had major unexpected issues. Besides losing the three war hounds he painstakingly cultivated, more severely, there was a blunder in the intelligence mission he was in charge of, failing to detect the enemy’s presence in time, or to weed out the traitor. Chen Rui thought about how to report to the station chief tomorrow as he rummaged from the cupboard for a can of beef, preparing to replenish some energy for himself. Just as he opened the can, an indescribable alarm surged like an electric current through his spine. Almost instinctively, Chen Rui put down the can. Then suddenly crouched, withdrawing a glimmering dagger from the inside of his right leg, silently pouncing like a leopard to a window. The entire movement was swift and precise, without the slightest hesitation, full of seasoned military professionalism. He crouched, carefully opening a slit in the curtain to observe outside. Outside, the rain was still pouring heavily. The white refrigerated truck was quietly parked in place, the compartment lights still on. But the Ah Jie and Stone who were supposed to be cleaning the truck were nowhere in sight. The mop and water gun lay abandoned in the mud. Are they slacking off in the carriage? Chen Rui frowned deeply. From his understanding of Ah Qiang and Stone, although they sometimes shirked responsibility, at moments , they certainly wouldn’t dare to be so negligent. More importantly, if it was an ordinary enemy attack, the hunting dogs he kept would not have been completely unaware! He immediately closed his eyes and activated his special ability, Beast Group Perception. An invisible mental wave spread out centered on him, trying to establish a perceptual link with the few dogs sent out earlier to keep watch. The first dog... no response, the perception like it sunk into the sea, eerily quiet. Chen Rui felt a sudden heaviness in his heart. He tried switching to the perception of another dog... still no response. Cold sweat beaded on Chen Rui’s forehead, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the dagger. He quickly switched to the third dog’s perception.