The area of the Cannes City Lord's Mansion is not much smaller than that of Wuzhou Zhouzaifu, although the furniture is not as gorgeous as Wuzhou Zhouzaifu, but the design layout is much better. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is ideal as an intelligence transit point or military base.

Shen Lanying followed behind Sikong Yan, and soon, the two walked to a study-like room in the house, where there were two men dressed in black.

The space in the study was relatively small, and Shen Lanying only found out at this time that Xia Ke did not leave with the two black-clothed men who carried the killer before, but had been following them, but he had been hiding in the dark and had not found out. From here, it can be seen that Xia Ke can be regarded as Sikong Yan's personal guard.

Without Sikong Yan's command, one of them touched the mechanism of the secret passage, and without warning, a crack opened in the floor in the middle of the study, and the heavy wooden floor separated to the sides, revealing a secret passage leading to the underground.

There are oil lamps on the walls on both sides of the tunnel every two meters, and the oil lamps are lit at this time, and it is obvious that there are people in the underground base.

Following Sikong Yan into the dark passage, perhaps because of the second time he entered this kind of underground base, Shen Lanying was no longer so afraid of this kind of tomb-like existence. While walking, he looked around curiously, and it could be seen that Sikong Yan's layout in the City Lord's Mansion in Kangcheng was very careful, and it was also an underground base, but the construction was much better than that in Wuzhou, not only had a first-class ventilation system, lighting system, but even a drainage system was built. The inner corridors are zigzag like a labyrinth, guarded by guards every ten meters.

After walking for three or four minutes, I saw from a distance that the door of a room was open, and a dim light came from the room, which was a little terrible. You can faintly hear someone's roar.

There was a faint smell of blood, and Shen Lanying thought that something was wrong with her nose.

Walking into the door, Shen Lanying heard the angry voice clearly: "Is this what your master meant? I obviously have the manpower to support you, but you yourself made things like this, it's none of my business!"

The three of them walked into the house, and the bloody breath came to their nostrils, and Shen Lanying was directly frightened by the scene in front of her, and the blood on her face gradually receded.

The reprimand was issued by a man in his forties, with an ordinary appearance, judging from the way he was dressed, there was no doubt that he was the lord of Cannes, and in front of him were four men dressed in black, who were undoubtedly Sikong Yan's people.

Although Sikong Yan's subordinates were all dressed in black, Shen Lanying gradually discovered that the status of these subordinates seemed to be distinguished from the quality of the clothes, and it could be seen from the materials of their clothes that the status of these four people was higher than that of the guards outside.

At this moment, all four of them hung their heads, looking ashamed.

There were two people lying in the corner of the room, it was Huang Qian who had just attacked her and the man with the long sword, both of whom were tied with iron chains at the moment, still in a coma.

The scene on the other side of the room was quite terrifying, and the entire wall was full of all kinds of torture instruments, shackles, iron whips, slender steel needles, and more torture tools that Shen Lanying couldn't name.

In the center of the room was a cross-shaped torture pillar, the chains on which had been loosened, half of which hung from the pillar, and the other half stood with blood stains hanging from the ground. The entire pillar was dark black and blood-red, and there was no doubt that new blood had covered the traces of the past, and there was even undried blood dripping down the rough wooden stakes to the ground.

Just below the torture pillar, a woman covered in blood was lying on the dusty ground, and her body could be seen everywhere with scars of open flesh, and her original face could hardly be distinguished.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lanying's face turned pale with fright, her teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and she subconsciously took two steps back, resisting the urge to rush out from here screaming.

"Mr. Sikong. The city lord saw Sikong Yan come in and nodded at him.

Sikong Yan also nodded and returned the salute: "Thank you Lord of the City Lord, just leave it to me here." ”

The city lord looked at the woman on the ground, as if he wanted to say something, but he just sighed, hugged his fist towards Sikong Yan, and turned to leave.

"You're getting less and less successful. Sikong Yan walked to the woman on the ground, his voice was calm and could not hear a trace of emotion, but the black-clothed man present was shocked and hung his head lower.

Sikong Yan stopped beside the woman, squatted down, took out a handkerchief and put it on his hand, turned the woman over, he glanced at the woman's face, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Four people watching at the same time can make her bite her tongue and kill herself, you are really capable." ”

Before the words fell, the four men in black had already knelt on the ground together, but no one dared to say a word.

After a while, Sikong Yan stood up, threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the woman's face, and lightly ordered: "Move it out and bury it." ”

Two of the men in black got up at the same time and left the torture room with the woman's body.

Sikong Yan walked to the two killers who were still unconscious on the other side, looked at the situation of the two, and said a little nerve-wracking: "This is really troublesome, now that the leader is dead, the remaining two people may not know much." Forget it, let's just take a break, calculate the time and the drug should be invalid. You two, wake them up first, and if you don't ask for anything useful from their mouths within an hour, the four of you will go and receive the punishment yourself, Xia Ke, you stay here. With that, Sikong Yan turned around and pulled Shen Lanying up, left the torture room without looking back, and walked directly to the opposite room.

There was not much furnishings in the room, only a wooden table and a few chairs, and a few oil lamps on the walls had been lit in advance.

Sikong Yan pulled a chair and sat down, as if he was in his own home. With one hand on the wooden table, the previous insipidity disappeared without a trace, and smiled very wickedly at Shen Lanying: "You are here yourself, it's none of my business." ”

Shen Lanying's face was still very pale, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably because of the terrifying scene. She looked at the dusty chair and was suspicious that it might have worked in the next room, so she didn't dare to sit down.

After receiving two huge stimuli in a row, even if her psychological quality has always been good, she felt a little unbearable, and the death of the female corpse flashed frequently in her mind, and the feeling of churning in her stomach kept coming.

Shen Lanying looked at Sikong Yan coldly, and she suddenly found that this man was not only a careerist, but also a pervert.