Little Overlord's first entry into the world No. 119 A narrow path leads to a secluded place

  There were many stairs and they were very steep, this place was probably used as a water pump installation site. Perhaps because the groundwater in this area is relatively far from the surface, so the underground passage was very long. Wang Jian roughly calculated that he had walked down at least five floors deep.

  The space here is very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through at most. The further down you go, the darker and more humid it gets. The stale air is filled with a strange smell of cement and mold mixed together, and there's also the sound of constant dripping water all around.

  The scene is reminiscent of those bloody B-movies from Hollywood where psychopathic killers hide their victims' bodies, and it's even more extreme than that.

  Wang Jian tried his best not to make a single sound while walking, and when he was about to approach the lower level, he took off his socks and put them on his hands.

  Although it's a bit disgusting, it's actually very effective. After all, the space here is narrow and close combat is likely to occur. If there are more opponents, Wang Jian can't dodge them all even if he's agile. So these thick cotton socks are prepared for bare-handed combat against blades. Not everyone has the skills described in martial arts novels, where one slash can cut through armor and split it in two. In a place like this, unless those people have high-quality steel knives, they won't be able to cut through a pair of thick socks in a hurry.

  After putting on his socks, Wang Jian quickly jumped to the corner of the wall with backlight. Then he took out his mobile phone and looked at the situation around him with the reflective surface on it.

  This place doesn't seem as narrow as a corridor, and inside there's actually another cave, at the very bottom there's even a door, which is not closed, and a dim yellow light shines out from within.

  From Wang Jian's refracted angle, the space behind this door is not small, it seems to be a deliberately reserved empty space, every corner and edge counts, at least seven or eight hundred square meters, can be said to be a considerable place. However, from the spatial layout, this place does not look like a machine room or a pump house, but rather like a warehouse or simply put, an underground ice rink. Moreover, judging from the decoration on the wall that is still under construction and not yet completed, this place seems somewhat eerie.

  After all, in a place twenty meters away from the ground entrance, there is an empty room that is being lavishly renovated, and it also has an eerie entrance that does not match its scale. Can't say that the developer deliberately left an Easter egg for the residents to explore on their own?

  "Hey, don't mention it, this job is actually worth it. The boss said that the man can't move, and those two chicks are ours to play with."

  The conversation in the room came out, Wang Jian immediately shrank into the dark and quietly watched two people wearing tattered military green coats walk out, take out a pipe and start smoking within less than two meters from him.

  As the smell of urine rose, Wang Jian also listened carefully to the conversation between the two people. The person who spoke earlier was urinating and laughing at the same time, with a lewd and abnormal expression: "I'll take care of the little one first, and then you can play with the big one after I'm done. We have to save some for later, don't overdo it, or we'll end up getting them both pregnant, and then we can bet on whose kid it is."

  Another person also burst out laughing: "I think it's okay! But that little one seems quite fierce, aren't you afraid she'll bite off your big bird?"

  Afraid...

  The words had not been spoken yet, but they trailed off abruptly. When his companion turned around, he found that his neck was already twisted in a strange way, and behind him stood a person with an icy expression.

  Just as he was about to shout, Wang Jian's body flashed and he darted in front of him. His elbow directly struck the man's chin, then his hands grasped both sides of the man's jaw and twisted with force. Before any sound could escape, the man's buttocks and face were already aligned on a straight line, and half of his tongue slowly protruded from his mouth.

  Wang Jian threw the two corpses into a dark corner, then patted his hands and picked up a stone from the ground after flashing into the door. With a single flick of his finger, he burst the only lamp in this place. Then, imitating the voice of that person: "Boss, the light bulb exploded, we'll go to the top to replace one."

  Then, a rough voice responded from inside and there was no sound afterwards.

  Wang Jian quietly approached the door of the house, holding his breath and listening carefully, and began to count heartbeats... In fact, counting heartbeats is not a special skill, but rather a way to identify the number of people, and what is being counted is not heartbeats but breathing sounds. This was something Wang Jian learned from an old hunter in the village when he went up the mountain to hunt wild boars. With practice, it's not much more difficult than playing badminton. After all, breathing sounds are like fingerprints and iris patterns - each person has their own unique breathing frequency and amplitude, and almost no one is exactly the same. In a quiet environment, breathing sounds can be said to have the highest recognition rate of any sound.

  "Three."

  After Wang Jian calculated the number of people, he retreated a few steps and found that this house was indeed a house within a house. If he didn't guess wrong, this house would definitely have something like a ventilation window.

  As expected, after Wang Jian took a few steps and climbed onto the roof, he indeed found that there was light coming from above. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an air vent, which was simply covered with thin iron wire mesh that could be easily torn open with a slight pull.

  However, Wang Jian was not in a hurry. He lay on the top of the house and looked down through the skylight. At first glance, he saw a person with a black cloth bag over their head, tied to a chair. Judging from the figure, it should be Liang Huanhuan without a doubt.

  "If you guys behave yourselves, there's still a chance to stay alive. If you keep playing tricks, you'll definitely die." The rough voice said in a not-so-loud tone: "If you don't want to get shot, just be obedient. Since we've got plenty of time now, let's have some fun."

  He finished speaking, walked to the front of Liang Huanhuan, and took off her hood. From Wang Jian's angle, he could only see a tattooed arm with thick bones, if this person's body proportion was not too problematic, he was probably around 185 cm tall and weighed around 90-100 kg, a heavyweight contender.

  After removing Liang Huanhuan's hood, a sly voice reached Wang Jian's ears: "Little girl is really pretty, you won't need to wear this dress anymore, are you taking it off yourself or should I help you?"

  Wang Jian narrowed his eyes, he clearly saw that Liang Huanhuan's hands behind her back had already escaped from the rope and slowly pulled out a dark three-edged military dagger from her sleeve. But on her face, she showed a terrified expression, tears dripping down her chin: "No... don't hurt me, I'll listen..."

  She finished speaking, and the man pinched her chin, his thumb rubbing back and forth on her cheek: "This is a good kid, but I'm not going to let you go now. Wait until I've fucked you so that you call me brother, then I'll let you go."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to reach out and unbutton Liang Huanhuan's clothes, but as soon as his hand reached out, Liang Huanhuan directly stabbed a military dagger towards his arm.

  Unexpectedly, his movements were incredibly fast, and he dodged Liang Huanhuan's stab with ease. Then, Liang Huanhuan turned around and made a backhand stab. However, halfway through her movement, she stopped and was forced to retreat back onto the stool at gunpoint.

  "Hey, little girl. What was I just saying to you?" The voice had a few hints of madness: "Without three or two threes, who dares to go up Liangshan Mountain? You think I don't see the calluses on your palms? You think I don't know those are from gripping guns?"

  He burst out laughing after he finished speaking.

  Wang Jian looked over here, shook his head and sighed, easily pulled open the net on the skylight, and prepared to jump down and kill him instantly when he picked up the gun.

  Unexpectedly, Liang Huanhuan didn't seem urgent at all, but instead smiled slyly: "Brother, want to explode an egg?"

  Wang Jian was also stunned after listening, and then carefully looked again to discover that Liang Huanhuan's other hand had somehow acquired a handgun, which was pressed against the man's temple, with an expressionless face. The original hand holding the trident had also acquired a handgun, pointing at a place in front.

  Soon, her head was pressed against three guns, and she also pressed against two of them, the scene suddenly became a stalemate.

  "You young ladies, if you're afraid of death, then I'll quit this line of work. You have two guns, I have three guns, and you still can't escape."

  Liang Huanhuan smiled and said: "Then let's see who is willing to die."

  Seeing this, Wang Jian felt that the timing should be about right, so he quietly climbed down from the roof and walked to the door, shouting in the voice of the person who had just urinated: "Boss, I'm back."

  After finishing speaking, he pushed the door open with a flourish and winked at Liang Huanhuan, who was already stunned.

  "I have five now, how about you? Women!" The old man seemed to still not notice the problem and laughed wildly: "I'll probably take off your clothes for you."

  "Old big brother, what's wrong?" Wang Jian imitated the man's voice while slowly approaching and gesturing three-two-one to Liang Huanhuan with his fingers.

  "Then you can bet on it." Liang Huanhuan instantly lost her pressure and said with a light expression: "Let's see how long the person who exploded the egg can live comfortably."

  "Cut the crap, Wei Jie, take her down!"

  Wang Jian nodded and said: "Alright!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force on his body, using absolute speed and strength to press down the heads of the two younger brothers, causing them to heavily collide with each other.

  At the same time as the collision, Liang Huanhuan decisively opened fire and directly blasted the egg of the old man who had let his guard down. He was caught off guard, let out a mournful cry, and couldn't even hold onto the weapon in his hand. He covered his crotch and started rolling around on the ground.

  As for the two who were bumped on the head by Wang Jian, they looked like they wouldn't survive. One could only twitch, while the other was hit in the temple and his eyeballs were ejected from their sockets, dying instantly.

  After finishing the task neatly, Wang Jian stepped on the old man's face that was rolling on the ground and trampled it heavily several times, until his nose and mouth were trampled into a mess. Until he fainted, Wang Jian opened his hands to Liang Huanhuan: "What would you do if I didn't come?"

  When she heard Wang Jian's voice, Jin Huiming suddenly sat up straight beside her.