Li Zhongzhi descended the cellar steps, his breath tight with anticipation. He scanned the dim, damp space—empty. No daughter. No movement.
But his heart clenched when he saw the shackles bolted into the walls. This was a prison.
At the corner of the stairs, Eddie Brock bent down, picking up a bracelet.
"Hey, this yours?"
Li's eyes widened as he snatched it from Eddie's hand.
"Yes… it's my daughter's."
Selene inspected the floor, the scuff marks, the disturbed dust.
"She was taken from here. Not long ago, either."
Her phone buzzed. A text from Yuan Zhongzhi: the ones behind the abduction were an organ trafficking syndicate, fronting as a pig slaughterhouse on the outskirts of the city.
Selene pocketed her phone.
"We know who took her. We go now."
She turned sharply, already leaving. Li clutched the bracelet, following with renewed desperation.
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Two black Rolls-Royces roared toward the address.
Inside the slaughterhouse, Secretary Zheng Hanshou had already arrived. He wheeled Li Yongzhi, bound and drugged, into the operating wing. The facility was unnervingly well-equipped—modern machines, surgical lamps, and sterilized tools, all devoted to butchery. On the table beside the surgeons waited a heart-preservation container.
Doctors in white coats moved without a shred of humanity, their faces cold, their hands steady. They had harvested countless organs already; this was routine. Life was just currency to them.
Li Yongzhi stirred awake on the operating table. Panic filled her eyes as restraints bit into her wrists and ankles. Tears spilled down her cheeks.
She regretted everything. Regretted running away. Regretted ignoring her father's warnings. The world outside wasn't safe—it was a nightmare. And now, she was about to pay with her life.
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Meanwhile, at the slaughterhouse gates.
Selene stepped out first, eyes sharp.
"This is it. The heart of their operation. Not one of them leaves alive."
Eddie cracked his knuckles, venom already bubbling at the surface.
"Good. I was getting hungry."
Wesley glanced at Li Zhongzhi.
"Stay behind us. Find cover. They'll have guns."
Li swallowed hard.
"Give me a weapon. I can shoot."
John Wick silently drew a pistol from inside his jacket and handed it over.
"Protect yourself."
Wesley raised a brow.
"You still carry those? With the symbiote?"
John's expression didn't change.
"Habit."
Selene gave a sharp nod.
"Action."
In a blur, the four surged forward. Their speed was inhuman—beyond anything Li had ever seen. He finally understood: they were no ordinary people. These were predators among predators. And he, with trembling hands and his daughter's bracelet, could only pray they were fast enough.
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At Bangkok Police Headquarters.
Cui Jie burst into his father-in-law's office.
"Chief, the tech team confirmed it. The video was deleted by Ah Bin. He's the mole. I can't reach him."
Chief Cai leaned back, eyes cold.
"I already know. He won't trouble us again."
Before Cui could question further, a knock came. A SWAT officer stepped inside.
"Chief, the strike team is ready."
Cai rose.
"Good. We end this tonight. That cancer rotting Bangkok gets cut out."
Cui clenched his fists and followed.
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Inside the slaughterhouse, Selene's orders cut like a blade.
"Priority is finding Li Yongzhi. Everyone else—kill on sight."
"Understood!"
Venom surged out of Eddie, towering and snarling.
"Bad guys' brains are mine."
Wesley and John transformed in turn—the symbiotes Flyblade and Split-Axe wrapping them in monstrous forms.
The trio loomed huge, savage, while Selene remained deceptively small between them—yet she was the most terrifying of all.
Together, they stormed the abattoir. Every guard that appeared was torn down in seconds. No mercy. No survivors.
And deep inside, Li Yongzhi sobbed on the table as masked surgeons prepared the scalpel.
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(End of Chapter)
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