Capítulo 81: Is She That Terrifying?
Alice followed Mrs. Lesley to the fifth floor, where four individuals guarded the staircase, each holding a gun.
"Is Chad here? I've brought a beauty for him," Mrs. Lesley asked coyly.
The guards involuntarily shivered, and goosebumps covered their bodies. Mrs. Lesley's face stiffened; was she really that terrifying?
The men quickly glanced at Alice, and simultaneously, a hint of amazement appeared in their eyes. The woman before them had flawless features, fair and tender skin, a tall and slender figure with a delicate waist. Her demeanor was tranquil and gentle, lacking any hint of aggression.
"Not bad, not bad. Chad will surely like what he sees," the four men nodded approvingly. "As long as Chad is satisfied, he won't mistreat you. Next time you bring such a high-quality woman, remember to send her our way."
Mrs. Lesley smiled in agreement. "Alright, I'll leave her in your hands."
As Alice was taken away by two of the men, Mrs. Lesley waved to the man standing in place.
"That woman is quite something. Don't go easy on her," Mrs. Lesley hinted.
The two men exchanged a glance and grinned lasciviously. "Chad's techniques, not many women can handle them."
Alice was escorted into a dimly lit room by the two men. "Chad is in the innermost room. Go in by yourself."
With that, the two men left without looking back, locking the room door behind them.
Alice surveyed her surroundings. The room was dimly lit, empty, with two shelves against the wall displaying various torture tools—thorny whips, knives of various sizes, a club with spikes, and candles."Ah, Chad, spare me, help me~" A desperate scream echoed from the innermost room.
Alice furrowed her brow, about to step inside when a bloodied woman with disheveled hair stumbled out. Fear filled the woman's face as she hadn't run far before a middle-aged man with graying hair and a beer belly chased after her, wielding a long whip.
"Ah~" The woman's piercing cries echoed as she retreated into a corner.
Noticing Alice, the woman immediately pointed at her and shouted, "Chad, there's a newcomer!"
Chad, the old man, abruptly halted his raised whip, turned his head, and fixed his gaze on Alice's exquisite face. His chubby fingers rubbed against his greasy chin, and a twisted, excited smile appeared in his eyes.
"You, come here!" Chad squinted his already small eyes and gestured for Alice to approach with his four fat fingers.
The woman, battered all over, breathed a sigh of relief at the prospect of someone replacing her. She was finally saved; if no one took her place, she would have been beaten to death.
Chad, having grown tired of her, coldly ordered, "Get out."
For the woman, these words were like heavenly music. She crawled and scrambled her way out, displaying a look of sympathy when passing by Alice.
Alice, with a faint smile on her lips, approached Chad unhurriedly. "The woman I brought here was promised a life of luxury with you. Don't tell me it's just a scam." She deliberately showed a disdainful expression. "This place isn't as good as my dormitory."
Chad, slightly displeased, responded, "As long as you serve me well, you won't be mistreated."His gaze lingered on Alice's fair and smooth skin, and the brutality in his eyes couldn't conceal the excitement. Whip marks adorned this perfect body, and the thought of it was thrilling and satisfying!Alice carefully observed Chad's expression. She had anticipated that the woman wouldn't be so kind and would likely seek revenge in the shadows. However, she hadn't expected him to be not only old and ugly but also so twisted, enjoying inflicting pain on others.
"If you want me to cooperate, you'll have to show me your strength first. Otherwise, I'll leave immediately," Alice deliberately softened her voice.
Chad burst into laughter, mocking her innocence. "Since you stepped in, there's no way out. Everyone outside is under my control. Do you think you can escape?"
Alice raised her bright eyes, parting her red lips. "You might not know, but I'm affiliated with the Base Commander. If you dare to detain me or lay a finger on me, he won't spare you."Pretending not to be aware of Chad's cruelty, she spoke softly, "But if I willingly stay, there won't be any conflict. I came here for a long-term meal ticket. At least let me see how many supplies you have before deciding whether to stay with you."
Chad's expression darkened at the mention of her connection to the Base Commander. He had no doubts; a woman as beautiful as Alice couldn't be without male protection. While contemplating whether to let her go, he was surprised to find that Alice was willing to stay. "It's just about seeing supplies, what's the difficulty? I guarantee that once you see them, you won't want to leave."
Alice, with a disdainful look, responded, "Anyone can talk big." Chad tossed aside his whip, adjusted his collar with his chubby hands, and sneered, "Follow me."
Fearless, Alice followed Chad to the door of a room at the end. He pulled out a key from his pocket. "All the supplies in here are mine. If you stay, not only will you no longer suffer, but your family won't have to worry about food either."
Alice pushed the door open slowly and looked inside. The room was spacious, around fifty square meters, filled with supplies. The majority consisted of staples like rice, and other boxes were piled high with various food items.Seeing this scene, Alice's lips curled up. Excellent, another substantial amount of supplies added to her inventory.
"How about it? Are you satisfied with what you see?" Chad asked triumphantly, a sinister gleam in his small eyes.
"Satisfied, of course. All these things are mine," Alice replied. As the last word fell, she swiftly took out a silenced gun from her inventory and aimed it at Chad.
Chad's face changed dramatically, the muscles on his face twitching. He slowly raised his hands, revealing a flattering smile. "Don't harm me, you can take all these things."
Alice, with cold eyes, observed his terrified and uneasy expression. "I'm asking you, did you kidnap a woman named Blanche?"
"No, it wasn't me," Chad explained immediately, eager to clarify. "We've never robbed anyone. These supplies were all voluntarily brought to us by people seeking protection."
Alice didn't believe his words at all. She continued to press, "Where do you keep the captive people?"
Chad hesitated for a moment. Finally, under the pressure of the gun, he whispered, "In the attic on the top floor."
"I've told you everything you want to know. Can I go now, with the supplies?" Chad, lowering his head, appeared docile. However, in a place unseen by Alice, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
"Sure," came Alice's indifferent voice.
Chad felt relieved and turned to run towards the door. Just as he was about to step out and shout for help, a sudden sharp pain struck his heart. His face turned ashen, and he looked down at the location of his heart where a bullet had pierced through, lodging into the wall.
Shaking, Chad turned to look at Alice. She was slowly lowering the gun, her face cold and intimidating. He extended his chubby fingers, pointing at Alice for a while, unable to speak, and finally collapsed heavily.
Alice was about to close the door when she heard faint footsteps outside. Instantly on high alert, she quickly stowed Chad's body in her inventory and concealed herself behind the curtains.
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