In this room where there is no kerosene lamp, Ian can be said to be very free. In addition to the living room on the first floor, there is also a kitchen filled with various dining plates. However, judging from the accumulated amount, the oil stains on it and the flying flies on it, the kitchen has been abandoned for a while. And there is a stinky smell spreading inside, which makes Ian unable to help pinching his nose. You must know that his current sense of smell is several times that of humans, and the smell here almost fainted.

Ian hurriedly left the kitchen, and then Ian came to the toilet again. Ian, who had originally planned to go in, smelled a suffocating smell at the closed toilet door, which scared him to leave here quickly. Ian even began to wonder whether this house was the place where Mars Adventure Group lived, because the environment here was so bad that it was disgusting.

After searching on the first floor for more than a long time, Ian didn't find anything except that the room was very dirty and messy. The three people had their own brand names hanging on the room. Although they were not locked, Ian could obviously feel a fluctuation of holy power from the door handle. No need to guess, these guys left a restriction on the door of their room. Once they held it, they would probably be triggered in an instant.

Just as Ian was about to return to his room, Ian suddenly heard a faint moan. Ian quickly focused his attention on his hearing. After listening carefully for a few minutes, Ian finally heard the second sound. It can be judged that the owner of the sound was a woman, and his current state should be very weak. Ian followed the source of the sound and returned to the kitchen again. In the empty kitchen, in addition to the buzzing sound of flies, there was a slight moan. Most people probably had been scared long ago, but Ian did not, because he found that the sound seemed to come from under his feet.

Ian gently tapped the ground with his fingers and found that it seemed hollow under the carpet that was so dirty that it could not be distinguished from the original color. Ian quickly lifted the carpet and found that there was an iron plate that could be pulled open below. Ian quietly pulled open the iron plate, and there was a staircase below, which surprised Ian. After all, in such a ragged place, there was still a basement, which was indeed beyond Ian's expectations.

Ian walked down the stairs. Before he could walk to the end, Ian smelled a strange smell. How could he describe it? It was like the smell of septic tanks and the fermented smell that was fermented for a long time after food was thrown away by the restaurant. This smell almost drove Ian crazy. I am afraid that even an individual could not stand this kind of place. Ian quickly sealed his orc's characteristics again, and then he felt better.

At this time, Ian heard the moans coming from below, which showed that Ian had not found the wrong place. Ian slowly walked downwards. When the stairs reached the bottom, Ian finally realized what this basement was used for. The rooms isolated one by one, plus the iron railings outside, were probably the place to detain slaves.

Ian walked slowly along the direction of moaning. Along the way, what Ian saw really refreshed Ian's worldview. Starting from the cage at the entrance, no cage was empty, and at least a woman was imprisoned in each cage. These women were from the age of fourteen to the age of twenty. Their condition was surprisingly similar. Both hands were handed to the shackles on the wall, and their eyes were staring at the front without any eyes.

Although it can still be judged from their slightly undulating chests that these women are still alive, if you only look at the eyes, you will find that these women seem to be dead. There is no vitality in your eyes, only numbness, emptyness and death. A room of more than ten square meters, no, it should be said that it is in the prison. In addition to women, there are mountainous meal plates, and you can see many cockroaches climbing up and down, as if you are doing exercises.

Those women who were not covered in clothes sat semi-paralyzed on the ground. Ian could clearly see that some yellow semi-liquid flowed out of the lower bodies of these women. At this moment, Ian finally knew what the strange smell he smelled before came from. Ian always thought that he had already imagined humans enough, but Ian still didn't expect that in such a small place, Ian's three views were refreshed again. Ian now felt that the humans he imagined before seemed to be too kind.

Ian continued to walk towards the source of the moans. This time, Ian finally saw the source of the moans. In a room at the end of the basement corridor, a woman was hanging her hands, standing there with her upper body and legs at ninety degrees. Cole was holding a whip in her hand, constantly pounding the woman's body. A sound of crying and complaining echoed in the room as Cole's whip fluttered.

The decorations in this room are different from those rooms before, and the cleanliness level is several levels higher. On the walls of that room, there are many hanging, with exaggerated scales, with protruding sticks on the surface, and strange props around it. Cole whispered the woman while muttering:

"Bitch! Don't you dislike me for being ugly? Ang? Don't you dislike me for not being able to practice, I'm a waste? Ang? So what if you can practice? No matter how high your cultivation is, what if you are doing whatever you want in the basement where I am! What about your pride at the time? Damn, I'll kill you!"

"Look at you now look like a naughty person! Isn't it so good to pretend to be noble? Is it so good to be whipped by a whip? Don't you like that guy named Morris? Let me tell you, that turtle boy has been killed by me! And he died extremely miserably! That stupid × thought I was really going on an adventure with him, but I didn't know that I was plotting to die in that cave."
Chapter completed!