Fang Ming took Xiao Mao and walked into the villa area.
Along the way, I admired the quiet and elegant environment. "You rich people know how to enjoy it. By the way, how many villas are there here?"
Yimao obediently fell behind by half a body length and replied, "There are a total of 27 courtyards. The front ones are of standard style, and the back seven are of high-end design. Each one has a unique style. Of course, these are meaningless now."
Fang Ming walked to a courtyard and could clearly smell the strongest smell of blood here. He pushed the door open and went in. The front yard, which was decorated in an antique style, was very elegant, but the bloodstains on the ground were quite distracting.
"Brother, stay inside and guard the door of the safe house."
Li Mao took Fang Ming into the villa, went down the stairs, went through the secret door of the study on the basement floor, and then went to the basement of the villa.
Although it is a basement, it is still decorated magnificently and brightly lit.
As soon as Fang Ming walked in, he was almost overwhelmed by the layout of the basement.
The soft dark red bed is nothing special, but there is a wooden cross board next to it, a wooden donkey with horns on its back, and even an iron lady. Add to that the small toys scattered all over the floor, and it looks like a replica of an ancient torture chamber!
He looked at Xiaomao strangely, "Do you rich people spend so much money on entertainment?"
The hairy girl dodged his gaze, her animal ears drooped, and she wanted to drag that beast out of the way and whip his corpse.
"Uh... I've heard that Uncle Wei has some quirks, but I didn't expect him to be so extreme. I was also shocked when I came down yesterday."
There was another room further inside. When Fang Ming walked into it, he saw the flesh and blood monster lying in front of a metal wall.
Several flesh tentacles extended from its body and pounded the metal wall, making a deafening sound, but the wall didn't even have a dent.
Green miasma came out of it, trying to penetrate into it through the cracks in the wall. Unfortunately, the safe house was well sealed, so Curly had no way to start.
"This wall is made of a special alloy, and the thickness of the wall is nearly one meter. When the developer promoted it, he said it could withstand the impact of a nuclear bomb!"
Mao quietly defended his brother.
When Fang Ming approached, Curly-haired man quickly made way and collected the green energy.
He reached out his hand and touched the cold wall, then took a step back, his heart sinking...
Charge up...punch!
Bang!
A loud noise spread throughout the room.
Fang Ming paused, then turned and left.
"Curly, please move the pile of corpses at the door away and stop scaring people."
Little Mao looked at his brother and gave a playful smile.
Hehehe, passed!
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Yaoguang Courtyard, which is the Wen family mansion.
From the outside, it looks like a low-key luxurious villa. Once you walk in, you will see soft red carpet covering the entire spacious lobby of the villa from the entrance and extending into the distance.
"It's Aunt Wen's habit to cover her entire villa with the softest carpets. It's like a fairyland."
Fang Ming was too lazy to sigh anymore and followed her down to the basement as if she was familiar with it. There were some sundries piled up in the basement, but there was still that wall that couldn't be opened.
He stood at the door of the basement without entering.
A moment later, Xiaomao ran into the room in a panic, banging on the metal wall, looking at the camera on the top and shouting,
"Aunt Wen, I'm Xiao Ning! Those foreigners killed everyone! Now they are looking for me outside!"
The girl was anxious and tears welled up in her eyes. She slapped the wall helplessly, "Aunt Wen, please, save Xiao Ning..."
"Wow, mom and dad are dead, my brother is dead too, Xiao Ning is so scared..."
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On the other side of the wall, the maids looked at the desperate girl on the screen nervously, some of them couldn't bear to cry.
The woman sat on the sofa, wearing a small suit and a black shirt with two buttons unbuttoned to avoid feeling too stuffy. Under the hip skirt, the black translucent stockings extend to the toes, hooking up the red high heels.
Her slightly curly long hair was casually spread out, and she impatiently brought the red wine to her lips. Her sweaty fists finally loosened, and she murmured to herself:
"Sorry, don't blame me."
…
Xiaoning walked out of the basement in a daze and closed the door.
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