The superhumans who were jumping between the tall buildings and rushing over to reinforce saw an unbelievable scene.

Originally, the hundreds of manholes in this block were constantly shooting out black torrents—it was a terrifying wave formed by countless rat-type beasts that carried deadly viruses and Blood Flower spores.

The rat tide was too violent and dense. No matter how hard the superhumans on the ground tried to resist, they could not completely block the surging waves that came in from all directions.

Many superhumans were scratched and bitten by ferocious rats and had no choice but to inject a large amount of freezing and stopping agents into their bodies.

Although they temporarily stopped the invasion of the viruses and Blood Flower spores, it also made their muscles stiffen and their reactions slow. They temporarily lost their combat ability.

In many places, the tide of rats that spewed out from the well had even piled up into two to three meters tall bulges.

The black bulges were like malformed and swollen tumors. It was as if they possessed an evil life.

From above, the reinforcements who were observing the situation could completely imagine how many casualties would be caused when these bulges exploded one after another and more rats splattered into the densely packed crowd.

However, along with the rolling sound of thunder from underground, a series of raging flames shot out from the depths of the well in an incomparably violent manner. They instantly engulfed the drums and waves formed by thousands of rats above the well; all of them were wrapped up.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

They were like red lotus-like fireworks that bloomed from the streets and alleys.

Countless rats were struggling and screaming in the raging “red lotus.”

Even the Blood Flower spores in their bodies had tender flesh buds that were waving in vain. In the wild dance, they were turned into ashes along with the rat-type monsters and the zombie virus.

Even though many rat-type monsters that had left the range of the well long ago, they were also shocked by the sudden explosion behind them.

They could smell the pungent smell of a large number of their own kind being burned into charcoal. It was something they could sense deep in their genes. The natural fear of flames among wild beasts instantly invaded their small brains.

The rat tide was originally aggressive and rolling forward was like an invisible long whip surrounded by electric arcs. Now, it became intermittent and messy after being whipped.

The reinforcements that rushed over were overjoyed. They descended from the sky and jumped between the rat tide and the crowd, forming a brand-new line of defense.

The situation was critical. Saving the people was more important. The superhumans did not have time to consider whether the magnificent “fireworks display” was man-made or a coincidence.

They surged their spirit flames and roared as they lunged at the rat tide that was falling apart.

Behind them, Meng Chao quickly scanned the entire scene and found that the situation was under control.

He let out a sigh of relief and pulled the hood on his forehead. He blended into the crowd and squeezed out of this block.

Thick smoke billowed in the surroundings. There were ordinary citizens who were still in shock everywhere. Although various factions and relevant departments had sent a large number of superhumans to support them, it was impossible for them to take care of everyone for the time being.

Meng Chao easily found a loophole and left everyone’s sight.

As for him, he still remembered the van that had hijacked Lu Siya. The rumbling of the crystal engine and the friction between the tires and the ground were unique sounds.

Half a minute later, Meng Chao stood on the rooftop of a twenty-story building, gazing at the van that was speeding on the viaduct not far away.

There, he saw several Ghost Assassins driving vans from the main road to the fork. They and their leaders were going to meet up.

Seven or eight van-type trucks converged and scattered on the viaduct, sometimes driving side by side, sometimes pulling away.

If one were to track them from the ground, it would be easy to be confused by them, not knowing which vehicle held Lu Siya.

Soon, the van drove out of Dragon City and went their separate ways on the fork roads leading to various development zones and satellite cities.

Two of the vans turned onto a fork road. The road sign indicated that this road led to an airport.

These two vehicles were not the ones holding Lu Siya in the beginning.

Meng Chao followed them without hesitation.

He did not drive.

On the highway, it was natural that passersby were not allowed to run forward.

But that was not a problem for him.

Meng Chao was like an invisible ghost arrow, sticking close to the ground, cutting through the side of the highway like lightning, and drilling into the bottom of an off-road vehicle.

Relying only on the strength of two fingers, he was like a wet newspaper, sticking close to the chassis of the off-road vehicle and following behind the other party.

Once his eardrums were sensitive enough to hear the mechanical sound of gears turning in the SUV, he realized that the SUV was about to turn, and his heel lightly rubbed against the chassis before he shot out again. Then, he entered the bottom of a car in front of the left side of the SUV.

The chassis of the car was undoubtedly much lower than that of the SUV.

It was only a palm’s height from the ground.

If a normal adult were to maneuver into the bottom of the car, they would definitely rub against the ground at high speed, causing their muscles and bones to be broken and their flesh to be mangled.

However, Meng Chao compressed his muscles and bones to the limit.

He even released all the air from his lungs. His internal organs, including his lungs, were compressed as much as possible.

Just like that, he was like a flat manta ray, neither too far nor too close to his prey.

When the car was about to change direction, Meng Chao did the same thing again. He switched between a total of five vehicles, but he did not lose his target. Instead, he followed the Ghost Assassins all the way to the airport.

It was a small cargo airport.

A large number of half-old, half-new cargo armored airships were rising and dropping, as well as huffing and puffing, cargo in the tens of millions.

The two van-type trucks drove into the loading area with ease.

After parking, the Ghost Assassin in the driver’s seat jumped out. He was wearing overalls and boots. His skin was dark, his muscles were strong, his expression was honest, and there was a dirty towel around his neck. He looked like some of the ordinary workers there.

If Meng Chao had not followed them all the way here, it would be difficult to connect them to the Ghost Assassins.

A few workers opened the back door of the carriage and pushed out a few airtight metal boxes.

The boxes were also painted with the symbol of crossed skulls—whether it was on Earth or in the Other World, that meant danger.

The two vans had traveled from the Monster Market.

There were many raw materials in the Monster Market. After being processed and the safe and valuable parts were separated, some waste materials that contained strong acids, poisons, and germs would also be produced.

The recycling center behind the monster market could handle ordinary waste materials.

However, there were always some waste materials that the recycling center could not handle. They had to be sealed up and sent to a higher-level biochemical treatment station outside the city. They had to be incinerated and dealt with harmlessly using other methods.

It was a very normal and common process.

Therefore, until these ordinary workers sent these ordinary metal boxes to an ordinary armored airship, almost no one would suspect anything.