Erica quietly walked out from behind the cabinet and approached the man. She acted quickly and accurately. When the man heard a noise, he turned around and was greeted by Erica as she sprayed him three or four times in the face.
Before the drug could take effect, though, he shouted, "It's you! Erma Huo!" The next moment, he took out the cellphone from his pocket to notify the others about what was happening.
At the same time, Erica reached out, trying to grab the phone, but the man kept his grip so tight around the device that she wasn't able to snatch it from him.
Luckily, the drug soon began to take effect as he loosened his grip. With his eyes already closed, his body slid down from the chair until it was on the ground.
Erica heaved a sigh of relief and turned off his phone before throwing it aside. Then the room was finally on the clear for her to look into it.
On the surface, there didn't seem to be anything special about the house, but since it was guarded by more than ten people every day, there must be something hidden inside it.
Erica suddenly regretted drugging that last man. If she had thought about it earlier, she would have threatened and forced him to tell her what the secret they kept in the house was instead.
Yet she didn't have much time to think about it now. The effect of the drug wouldn't last long, so she had to continue to inspect the room before they woke up.
A couple of minutes later, as Erica was fumbling around one of the cabinets, her hand accidentally bumped into something, causing the seemingly fixed furniture to start moving.
Carefully, she took two steps back while she watched the cabinet rotating one hundred and eighty degrees.
When it finally stopped moving, she strode forward and noticed a square-shaped hole on the ground. Taking a closer look at it, she realized there was a way down to a basement.
She was immediately led to believe that all of Kirk and Pike's secrets should be hidden in that basement.
Erica briefly looked back at the group of people still asleep behind her and then went down the hole without hesitation.
At first glance, she noticed the place was quite spacious. On the long table at the center, there were all kinds of bottles at disposal. Two people had their backs to her, and they didn't seem to have heard her coming down. Anyway, she had no clear sight of what they were doing so intently.
When Erica took her final step down, the cabinet restored to its original place, sealing the basement en
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Then they both laughed at one another.
Kirk then crooked his finger at her and said hoarsely, "Come here and let me have a look at you." Suppressing the sick feeling in her stomach, Erica took two steps forward. Everyone present was instantaneously watchful of her every move.
Kirk stared at her for a long time until he finally nodded. "Good. I'll give you two choices. The first one is to be my woman. And the second is to die here."
As she had found out their secret, there was no way they could keep this woman alive.
'Be your woman? Do you honestly think you deserve me? Screw you!' Erica smiled, pretending to be amused by the offer. However, she was indeed cursing the man inwardly the whole time.
The gun was right next to her now. As long as she was fast enough, she would be able to reach it out.
Yet she couldn't fool Kirk. Seeming to understand her intentions, he stretched out his hand to get the gun.
Erica gave him a quick kick on the wrist before she moved to grab the weapon.
However, as soon as she reached out for it, one of the other men beside the table raised his dagger and stabbed her hand, forcing her to retreat and give up on the idea altogether.
Immediately, she had to come up with a new plan.
So, she turned around and rushed to the door. But all she could find was a closed door, at the same time someone came and attacked her from behind. In order to protect herself, she had no choice but to deal with these people first.
"Erma Huo, if you move again, I'll shoot you!" Kirk's face was still pale after the kick he got. Yet, with his uninjured left hand, he raised the gun and aimed at the woman at the door.