Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 524 Self-Rescue

The person holding a small oil lamp probed the entrance to the cellar and then descended the ladder to approach Wufu.

He squatted down, brought the oil lamp close to her face, and saw nothing unusual. He glanced at her legs, curled up, and her chest rising and falling with each breath, fragile yet tempting.

The man swallowed hard, placed the oil lamp on the ground, and, as if possessed, reached out to touch Wufu’s face.

People like them lived by the knife’s edge, seldom encountering proper women. To find a woman, they would visit brothels or hide out on some mountain and snatch those who were alone.

Now, seeing a delicate girl, although not strikingly beautiful, she was much prettier than those sturdy types and seemed so young and tender.

The man’s hand was about to touch Wufu’s face when suddenly, he met a pair of shining black eyes.

The man’s hand stiffened, and as she curled her lips into a strange smile, his pupils shrank, and he tried to retreat with a loud shout.

Before the man could open his mouth to call out, the seemingly fragile woman leaped up from the ground and, with lightning speed, grabbed his neck with both hands and twisted forcefully.

With a cluck in his throat, his last consciousness was of the sound of his neck bones cracking before he slumped to the ground.

To his death, he never understood that the prettier things are, the more poisonous they tend to be.

Wufu disposed of the man and promptly pulled out the Butterfly Knife hidden in her calf. She flicked it open with one hand and quickly cut the ropes that bound her legs.

It was not safe to linger in this place, and she did not know how many accomplices there were. She needed to save herself, kill one at a time, and look for an opportunity to escape; otherwise, who knew what could happen next!

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the cellar, the voice of another person calling out was heard.

"Dun Zi, Dun Zi?"

Wufu instantly blew out the oil lamp, and in the darkness, she crouched like a leopard ready to pounce.

The person above, feeling something was amiss, approached the entrance and called out again.

Wufu’s eyes darted around, and she deliberately made a sobbing, crying sound as if she were being violated.

As expected, the man’s shouting paused, and without a second thought, he jumped down saying, "Dun Zi, you damn brat..."

In the darkness, something swept by like a gust of wind. The man, alert, realized something was wrong and immediately bellowed, "Boss..."

He had barely let out a cry when he felt a chill on his neck, something swept across it, and he could not help but clutch his throat, eyes wide, before he crashed to the ground with a heavy sound.

Wufu did not delay, disposed of him, and immediately sprang toward the ladder.

As she reached the entrance, a fierce slash of a knife came at her.

Wufu nimbly dodged, kicked off the ground, and leapt up like a nimble leopard, not forgetting to swing her Butterfly Knife at her side.

The one wielding the large knife hastily retreated two steps to dodge her blade and stood his ground—it was the Big Man with the stubbly beard who had kidnapped Liu Jin in the daytime.

At this moment, a gust of wind arose seemingly from nowhere, carrying with it the scent of blood.

The Big Man smelled the blood, his expression drastically changed, and his eyes reddened instantly. Needless to say, there was no noise from the cellar; his two brothers were probably accounted for down there.

"You damn slut, you dare to kill my brothers, I’ll make you pay with your life!" The Big Man glared at Wufu, wishing he could rip her to pieces, and, with a flourish of his big knife and a leap from his toes, he lunged at her like a towering mountain.