Chapter 991


    Chapter 991 The Heinous Crime


    He felt as if he was being amalgamated into the freezing-cold air that was gushing out. Once the box


    was opened, the temperature within the factory dropped sharply.


    “F*ck, why don’t you get up?”


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    Dixon attempted to drag the man inside the box out but quickly realized that the frozen body was stuck


    to the freezer.


    Furrowing his brows, he threw the box’s thermostat a nce and saw that it was minus twenty-seven


    degrees.


    “Can he still be alive at such a low temperature?”


    The man was clearly not showing any signs of life. Has he been frozen to death?


    “How is that possible?” The frowning Dixon instructed everyone, “Quick, open up all the boxes!”


    Upon receiving his orders, his men began opening them one by one.


    Given the extremely low temperature of the boxes and the fact that it was a winter night, the entire


    factory suddenly felt like the North Pole.


    It was so cold that everyone couldn’t help but shiver.


    “What’s going on?”


    Dixon roared in frustration, “You fools! Were you trying to kill them all by setting such a low


    temperature?”


    There were no survivors in any of the tens of boxes there.


    Every single one of them had met a miserable end.


    From the way they looked, it wasn’t difficult to imagine how much they suffered before sumbing to


    death.


    A cruel fate was what met them in a foreignnd despite the hopes of a new life they harbored.


    Thereafter, Dixon red at his stupid subordinates. How am I going to get paid now that all of them are


    dead? After all the money and effort I’ve spent to bring them here for ckhand Mafia, I ended up with


    nothing at all!


    Dixon’s subordinates trembled at his rage. “Mr. Haddock, we didn’t know… We did check them on the


    ship.”


    “You imbeciles!” Dixon gave the man closest to him a kick, sending him crashing into the ground in


    excruciating pain.


    “Mr. Haddock, I’m beginning to have doubts about your capabilities.” Wilson shrugged while staring at


    the gruesome sight before him.


    Given ckhand Mafia’s inherently dangerous activities, death was considered business as usual.


    As a result, the scene before his eyes didn’t bother him at all.


    “Mr. Wilson, don’t worry about it. I’ll bring in another boatload of people.” Taking a deep breath, Dixon


    suppressed the fury within him and pleaded, “I hope that our cooperation can still continue, so please


    give me another chance, all right?”


    “Mr. Haddock, how am I going to trust you now that Haddock Group has been burned down and all


    these men are dead?” Wilson ended his sentence with a scoff. “You had better do something to prove


    your sincerity.”


    While the men were negotiating inside the factory, Spencer was so shocked outside the window that he


    could barely maintain his grip on his camera.


    These men have no regard for human lives at all! How con theymit such heinous crimes? All those


    poor souls they smuggled from Alendor have been killed just like that, yet they don’t feel any remorse


    at all. They negotiate os if they are trading meat in the market. Do the lives of these pitiful men mean


    nothing to them?


    The thoughts going through his mind caused Spencer to tremble with rage.


    The urge to dash into the building and bring the men to justice began to swell within him.


    Nevertheless, he suppressed the anger he felt and instructed the men beside him, “Don’t move hastily


    until Mr. Nn arrives.”


    No sooner had he spoken than someone suddenly stepped on a tree branch.


    The crisp snapping sound that resulted drew the attention of Dixon and his men.


    A frosty expression shed across Dixon’s face as he barked, “Someone’s here!”