187: High-rise buildings can also become rural areas, and animal desires are boiling

To completely open up two floors, leaving only the load-bearing structure, it seems only the Qiang Teng Group could achieve such a feat.

The entire 31st floor had been redecorated, with several small paths paved with pebbles on the smooth ground.

Green plants and various flowers were planted on both sides of the paths, and surprisingly, there was even a small bamboo grove behind them.

In the center was a rockery and a fountain, and even a small bridge, with water flowing under the bridge into a fish pond.

At the very center of the floor was a small courtyard, estimated to be only the size of three rooms, but it was decorated in a very rustic style, complementing the scenery of the entire floor, giving it a strong countryside feel.

One could imagine that in this bustling city, having such a tranquil haven, taking a walk, sipping tea, would indeed feel like a refined gentleman's life.

But Ye Lin knew that this was likely the place Zheng Xiao mentioned hearing insects and birds chirping; this was not a tranquil haven, but a demon's den.

Fortunately, to ensure air circulation, many windows were added to the 31st floor, and although only a crack was open, it couldn't stop Ye Lin, who possessed bone contraction techniques.

Mid-air, Ye Lin, who had been crawling on the wall like a spider, slowly began to change his body; after a series of crackling sounds, he slipped through the window.

As soon as he entered, he pulled out his phone and called Wang Longxin.

“Brother, how’s it going?” Wang Longxin answered almost instantly; he was anxious downstairs.

“That’s right, it’s here. Call Team Leader Yu and tell him to come as fast as possible. I’ll go check it out first,” Ye Lin whispered.

“Alright!” Wang Longxin exclaimed excitedly. Although he didn't know the situation upstairs, if Ye Lin said it was right, then it must be right.

After hanging up, Ye Lin tiptoed towards the courtyard in the middle, his footsteps light on the pebbles, a faint fragrance of plants wafting into his nose, and the chirping of unknown insects in his ears… Meng Qiu felt someone gave her an injection in the underground garage, and then her head became dizzy and heavy, her whole body muddled, unable to open her eyes.

She felt her body bounce in the back seat for a long time before she was finally lifted out of the car.

Then, she took the elevator, and a scent of flowers and plants wafted into her nose.

Before she could figure out what kind of flower it was, she felt her body suspended, then heavily thrown onto a soft spot.

She let out a pained cry, and when she touched with her hands, she felt a soft mattress beneath her, and she instantly understood where she was.

Intense fear made her body lose strength again; she had, after all, not escaped this ordeal.

She didn't want to be violated like other girls. She didn't know why she was still conscious; according to Zheng Xiao, she should have completely fainted, and by the time she woke up, everything would be too late.

Since she hadn't completely fainted, she would absolutely not sit back and wait for death.

Meng Qiu weakly raised her hand and managed to slap herself across the face; the slight pain made her slightly clearer, and her strength also recovered a little.

Then she used her hands to force her eyes open a crack; she needed to know where she was and how she could escape.

As her eyes opened, she was met with a strong light—the room's lighting.

After a brief adjustment, Meng Qiu finally saw the room's furnishings clearly.

It was similar to a hotel room, but larger than a hotel room, even larger than the presidential suites she had seen on TV.

The room was luxuriously decorated in a European style, every piece of furniture adorned with gold trim, paired with a white base color, making her understand what opulence was under the bright lights.

To her left was a row of large wine cabinets, filled with all sorts of alcoholic beverages: red wine, white wine, and some strange bottles with foreign writing.

To her right was also a cabinet, but the first thing she saw almost made her scream.

There hung various implements neatly, long strips, and some oddly shaped ones, some even with dark red, clotted blood on them.

Although she didn't have a boyfriend, that didn't mean she didn't know what these were. The thought that these things might be used on her made her almost go insane.

She pressed her right hand against the soft mattress, forcing herself to sit up, and when she looked forward, her face changed dramatically.

Directly in front of the bed was a camera fixed on a stand, its dark lens pointing directly at the large bed.

She believed that soon, the entire process would be filmed by it.

Meng Qiu bit her lip hard to keep herself awake; she had to escape before that devil arrived.

She stumbled off the soft, large bed, and inadvertently glanced at the headboard, instantly screaming in terror.

In the center of the wall was a large screen, the image frozen on a hideous fat pig pressing down on a young girl.

And around the large screen, countless photos hung, in which the pig-like man proudly held different girls, as if displaying his trophies.

She struggled, wanting to quickly escape this demon's den.

But that scream had already alerted the people outside.

The door creaked open, and Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor, with a stern expression, walked in from outside.

Seeing Meng Qiu half-paralyzed on the floor, a cruel smile immediately appeared on his solemn face.

“Awake, my little darling.”

“So impatient, haha.”

Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor paid no attention to Meng Qiu lying on the floor, slowly walked to the bed, and began to take off his clothes.

“How about it, isn’t my room pretty good?”

“And this big bed, it’s even more comfortable to lie on, you’ll get to enjoy it soon, hahahaha,” Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor laughed triumphantly.

“You… you beast,” Meng Qiu cursed, half-sitting on the floor. As soon as Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor entered, fear enveloped her entire body; she began to tremble with fright, completely without strength.

“Good, good, well cursed,” Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor was cursed but didn’t mind, instead becoming even more excited.

He squatted down, lifted Meng Qiu’s chin, and looked at her like prey, tutting twice, “I didn’t expect you, a skinny rake, to be quite good-looking.”

Meng Qiu shrieked, “Don’t touch me!”

She fiercely shook her head, breaking free from Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor’s hand, and with an unknown surge of strength, she crawled backward.

“Interesting, fun. I think it’s still more fun with half the drug; those ones before, like dead fish, were boring.”

“You, very good, keep running, run!”

Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor’s perverted voice came from behind Meng Qiu. Meng Qiu wanted to cry; she shouldn't have participated in the performance tonight.

After crawling only a few steps, Meng Qiu felt her scalp tighten as Wan Zhihao, Deputy Mayor grabbed her hair from behind.

Ah!

Meng Qiu screamed in pain.