Chapter 89: Secret Passage

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Secret PassageWho the hell is this guy? Since when did the Hungry Wolf Group provoke such a formidable enemy? Did he just say he was going to cripple his own hands and feet? Thinking of this, Hungry Wolf couldn’t help but inhale sharply, his eyelids twitching, feeling panic-stricken for the first time in his life. Sёarch* The nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He always carried seven flying knives on him, but after he released the first knife, he knew that even if he threw seventy knives at Fang Bai, it would be of no use. Escape! After thinking of this word, Hungry Wolf once again threw two flying knives, then without any hesitation, he turned and entered the room next to the television wall, slamming the door shut behind him. The two flying knives he threw before he left weren’t meant to injure Fang Bai; they were purely to stop Fang Bai from pursuing him, to buy himself some time to escape. Indeed, the moment he fled into the room, he heard two "ding ding" sounds in his ears, obviously, the flying knives had been knocked down by the embroidery needles again. The more than thirty members of the Hungry Wolf Group in the hall were stunned to see their boss flee. Since its establishment, the Hungry Wolf always personally took part in important battles of the Hungry Wolf Group, and he never shrank back even when facing a mighty enemy. But today, he turned and fled without a word, which was unprecedented in the memories of the Hungry Wolf Group members. None of the Hungry Wolf Group members were fools; they knew that Hungry Wolf’s sudden escape could only mean one thing. It meant Hungry Wolf had encountered an opponent who couldn’t be defeated, knowing staying meant certain death. As the soul and spiritual pillar of the Hungry Wolf Group, his escape greatly demoralized the other members’ will to fight. After Fang Bai had disabled several members of the Hungry Wolf Group who attempted to draw their guns and shoot, the others finally broke down and started to scatter and run. When Fang Bai had come in, he had locked the rolling shutter door, so when the Hungry Wolf Group members reached it while fleeing, they discovered there was no way out. Luckily for them, Fang Bai’s target was Hungry Wolf; as long as no one else attacked him, he couldn’t be bothered with them. Hungry Wolf was fleeing, so naturally, Fang Bai had to chase. However, Fang Bai was concerned that the room into which Hungry Wolf had escaped might be booby-trapped, so he grabbed a big man with a scar on his face and pointed to the room as he asked menacingly, "What room is that?" Unexpectedly, the scar-faced big man responded defiantly, cursed loudly, and threw a punch at Fang Bai’s face. "Seeking death!" Fang Bai sneered, put forth strength in his arm, and unceremoniously flung the scar-faced man away. The nearly two hundred pounds of the scar-faced big man flew like a toy being thrown two yards away, crashing hard against the wall with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, unconscious. "What room is that?" Fang Bai moved swiftly and grabbed a chubby man trying to crawl under a table, asking coldly. "Mercy, my lord! I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" The chubby man, holding his head, shouted, "There’s a passage under the big bed in that room, leading to a villa two miles away. Our boss... no no, Hungry Wolf, he would escape through that passage to the villa when in danger. There’s a car in the yard of the villa and bodyguards; as long as the boss... Hungry Wolf gets there, he can escape far away." "Are there any traps in the passage?" "There’s... there’s a steel door that can block pursuit." "Where is the switch for the passage?" "The bedside lamp is the switch, just turn it right and the passageway will reveal itself. After ten seconds, the passageway will close automatically. There’s also a door opener inside the passage, just press the slightly protruding brick on the left wall." "Very good." Fang Bai could tell that the fat man was not lying. He casually tossed him aside, bent down to pick up two handguns from the ground, and charged towards the room. The fat man was just unlucky, Fang Bai didn’t intend to harm him, but when Fang Bai threw him aside, he failed to stand steady. Staggering backward, his head struck the corner of the desk, and darkness enveloped him as he passed out. When Fang Bai reached the door of the room, he saw that it was locked from the inside. With a flying kick, he smashed the door open and rushed in. This was a massive bedroom, and in the center, there was a bed large enough for four or five people to rest on simultaneously, and in the northwest corner, there was a heart-shaped bathtub. Fang Bai glanced towards the bathtub, then his brow furrowed slightly. The bathtub was full of water, with a layer of petals floating on the surface, and a faint scent of flowers permeated the entire room. But within the faint fragrance, there was also a hint of blood. The blood came from two women. The two women had snow-white skin and delicate figures, yet they were both stark naked—one lay around the outside of the bathtub, the other on her back in the water of the bathtub. A two-inch-long dagger was plunged into the throat of each woman. Bright red blood continuously seeped out around the dagggers in their throats, a horrific sight to see. Their pupils were dilated, their hearts had stopped, and they were completely lifeless. Clearly, they were dead, beyond the help of even gods. The two women had been dead for only tens of seconds; judging by the daggers that had killed them, it was clear that the Hungry Wolf was the murderer. Fang Bai deduced that the Hungry Wolf often rested in this room, and that these two women were most likely his lovers. They were bathing, preparing to indulge in pleasures with the Hungry Wolf afterwards, but they never expected to die by his dagger. The Hungry Wolf had killed the two women for a simple reason: he was worried that they would reveal the secret of the passageway. Fang Bai sighed softly as he looked at the two women, both in their early twenties, who had died such a tragic death. They were not killed by him, but they died because of him. Although women who stayed with the Hungry Wolf were mostly not of good reputation, Fang Bai still felt some regret over their deaths. "Hungry Wolf, Hungry Wolf, I initially only wanted to ’return your methods upon you,’ merely crippling your arms and legs. But you are cruel-hearted, not even sparing your own women, and who knows how many more you’ll harm in the future, I might as well kill you." Fang Bai muttered to himself, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp. He strode to the bedside, grabbed the lamp and turned it to the right. The whole bed swiftly moved two meters to the north side, revealing an underground passage. Fang Bai, with a gun in each hand, listened intently for a moment, ensuring there were no ambushes below, before he jumped into the passageway. Seconds after he leaped down, the bed above closed again. The passage was tall enough for a person to walk through, leading straight into the distance. Every few dozen meters, there was a small lamp. Fang Bai pressed his ear close to the ground, listening intently. He faintly heard a series of light footsteps, estimating that the Hungry Wolf had escaped at least three hundred meters away. Fang Bai darted forward about a hundred meters along the passageway and indeed discovered a steel door blocking the way. The steel door was forged from fine iron. Fang Bai stepped forward and slapped the steel door, estimating it to be a foot thick. With such thickness, even if Fang Bai used all his strength, he wouldn’t dream of breaking through.