Wilderness Redemption Tour

Inside Chinatown in Saint-Denis.

Looking at the yellow-skinned, black-haired, black-eyed Asians around him, and listening to the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar dialect, Lin Yan suddenly had the illusion of returning to his hometown.

Unfortunately, Lin Yan was a native northerner who could not understand Cantonese, Chaoshan dialect, or Hakka dialect. So he had to settle for the next best thing and hired a "local" for one dollar to lead the group to the pawn shop.

Pushing open the door of the pawnshop, the layout inside the house was not like the traditional one that Lin Yan remembered, with a high counter separating the owner from the guests. The pawnshop in front of him looked more like a grocery store, except that there were more categories of things, and even all kinds of daily necessities were hung on the beams above his head.

After entering the house, Lin Yan and others went straight to the pawnshop owner standing behind the counter. At this time, there were no other customers in the room except him.

Without waiting for the pawnshop owner to call them, Arthur and John teamed up to subdue the man and tied him up tightly.

While Arthur and the others were busy, Lin Yan and Sadie walked around the store, but to his disappointment, the only two doors here led to the market outside. At first glance, this was just an ordinary store.

"How is it, Jamie, have you found it?" After tying up the pawnshop owner, Arthur looked up at Lin Yan.

"No." Lin Yan shook his head slightly and said, "There should be a secret passage or something here, let's ask him."

Lin Yan pointed at the pawnshop owner lying on the ground, and Arthur immediately understood. He pulled out a pistol and put it against the other's forehead, saying in a slow tone: "We already know that this is the base of the O'Driscoll Gang, so don't play innocent with us. Tell me where the entrance is, and I can spare your life." As he said that, his tone changed and threatened: "But if you refuse to confess and delay time with me, then I will send you to death now."

"Jamie, take that frying pan off your head." Arthur looked up at Lin Yan, then lowered his head and continued to threaten: "If you want to say something, just blink. If not, I won't waste my time on you. You still have... about five seconds, make your decision."

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the pawnshop owner, whose mouth was blocked, began to blink frantically, fearing that Arthur would send him to see God.

Seeing the other party's behavior, Arthur felt relieved, but still said in a leisurely tone: "It's okay, you can think about it again."

"Mmm...Mmm..." The pawnshop owner's eyelids were sore from blinking so many times, and he wished he could grow an extra pair of eyelids.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Just say what you need to say and don't try to play tricks." Arthur said as he took the rag out of his mouth.

"Don't... don't kill me, I said... I said, the passage is behind the bookshelf... the bookshelf in front..."

"Thank you for your cooperation." After getting the clue, Arthur stuffed the rag into the other person's mouth again, and Lin Yan rushed to a bookshelf not far from the counter as soon as he got the news.

After the pawnshop owner's reminder, he realized that the floor under the bookshelf had serious traces of repeated friction. He had actually noticed it just now, but because the other party disguised it so well, he didn't think about it in that regard.

Following the friction marks on the ground, Lin Yan grabbed the edge of the bookshelf and pulled it outward. As the bookshelf moved, a dark passage appeared in front of Lin Yan.

There was a staircase leading downwards in the passage. Lin Yan, who had basic night vision, could clearly see what was at the end of the stairs at the moment the light changed from bright to dark.

Before they could step onto the stairs, a man's voice rang out from the basement: "Damn it, didn't I just tell you not to bother me if you have nothing to do? Are you tired of living, huh?"

Then, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from below.

"I'm asking you a question, speak up, what happened?" As he spoke, a man's head popped out from the railing at the end of the stairs, looking impatiently at the entrance and exit above.

It's over, it's been discovered.

Just when Lin Yan had this thought, a flying knife flew silently past Lin Yan's ear and accurately hit the man's eye socket. The man died without a sound, and even because of the railing, he still maintained the same posture after death.

Lin Yan looked back in surprise, only to see Arthur standing behind him, holding a throwing knife in his hand, watching the movements below vigilantly.

Holy shit! Arthur actually has this special skill? Not only is he good at shooting, he can also throw knives so well...

Lin Yan's shock only lasted for a moment, and soon he returned to normal. He listened to the noise below, and after finding that the people below did not show any abnormality, he walked down the stairs carefully with Arthur and others behind him.

The part of the basement next to the stairs is a small room with chains and ropes hanging all around. Some of them have turned dark and black, and there is an unpleasant smell in the air.

The only light source in the house was an oil lamp hanging in the middle of the room. The quietly burning orange flame added an indescribable sense of darkness and eeriness to the place.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching scream startled the people who were observing the terrain, and Lin Yan rushed towards the sound regardless of everything.

He recognized the voice as that of Kiran.

Connected to the previous room was a narrow passage. Through the passage, Lin Yan saw a cell of about 50 square meters filled with iron cages. In the dimly lit cell, two children and a woman were locked in two cages respectively. Two guards sat at the entrance of the room, "appreciating" their companions' torture of the prey in the third cage with great interest, and they did not expect that an "outsider" would break in.

"Who are you!" When they reacted and asked the intruder's identity loudly and prepared to draw their guns to shoot, they were answered only by two cold gunshots.

After taking care of the two guards, Lin Yan turned his gun and aimed at the last remaining member of the O'Driscoll gang who was torturing his "prey" in the iron cage.

When he turned around, Lin Yan, who had only briefly caught a glimpse of his "masterpiece" just now, suddenly became furious and roared in extreme anger, pouring out all the remaining bullets in his pistol at the other party.

Watching the last enemy fall in front of him, Lin Yan put down his gun, supported his knees with both hands, and gasped heavily.

This was the first time he lost his mind because of anger. When he saw Kiran's empty eye sockets, his mind seemed to be bombarded by thousands of thunders. His thoughts were in a mess. He shot out of instinct. The whole process was completely out of his control.

Kiran died just like that?

There was no warning sign of danger on his body when he came out today. No, not only when he came out, but also when Jilan appeared in his sight today, there was no warning sign at all.

"System...what is going on...why did the skill go wrong...did Kiran deserve to die..." Lin Yan lowered his head, supported his knees, and kept muttering to himself.