Boom!
When the last large wolfhound collapsed stiffly in the villa's courtyard, Shen Qiang glanced dubiously at the room on the third floor of the villa.
Faintly, he seemed to hear the cries of a girl, but the music that followed soon drowned out everything else.
He stepped toward the inside of the villa.
Shen Qiang clearly saw that four or five burly men were playing cards on the first floor of the villa, and two scantily clad women were chatting and laughing on the side.
But before Shen Qiang could get any closer,
he inadvertently noticed that the villa's underground garage door was open, and on a chair, there was a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, next to a large teacup, but there was no one sitting there.
Right beside the chair was a repair ditch that looked very ordinary, but at that moment, under the light, Shen Qiang could clearly see that where the bottom of the ditch should be, there was a staircase leading underground.
Shen Qiang frowned and then stepped inside.
