Chapter 25: Life and Death Separation (Three)

  The sound transmission effect of concrete is naturally inferior to that of iron plate, so although the iron plate loosened, there was no loud noise coming out.

  Looking at the crack, Zhang Fan smiled with satisfaction. As long as it can be loosened, what follows will be easy to handle. Sure enough, before long, a hole just large enough for a person to pass through appeared.

  Although Zhang Fan was almost certain that there was no one on the other side of the cave entrance, he still carefully extended his senses to scan the area, and found nothing. With a sense of relief, Zhang Fan flashed into the small storage room through the entrance, making sure to mess up the things inside just enough to conceal the hole he had created. If no one came to tidy up this storage room, it was unlikely that anyone would discover the hidden entrance. Zhang Fan was betting on the fact that the people here were not as vigilant as he had imagined. After all, in his experience, the people at the base were very confident in their security systems and wouldn't waste too much manpower on them. The advantage of this was that it made management easier and saved human resources, but the downside was that if something happened, no one would notice in time, giving Zhang Fan an opportunity to take action.

  Zhang Fan leaned in close to the door, listening carefully to the sounds outside. The outside was quiet and still, without a single sound. He put his hand on the doorknob and gently turned it. With a soft creak, the door swung open just as Zhang Fan was about to slip out. Faint footsteps and muffled voices could be heard in the distance. Zhang Fan quickly closed the door and pressed his ear against it, hiding inside while still able to eavesdrop on the conversation outside. His only hope was that the person coming wasn't there to retrieve something from the storage room.

  Soon Zhang Fan heard from the footsteps that there were two people coming, and their voices could also be clearly transmitted into Zhang Fan's ears.

  "Hey, Old Joe, have you been to the ninth house in the east district? That little girl has been crying her eyes out for the past two days! I think I'm a pretty tough guy, but even I couldn't bear to watch it." A hoarse-voiced man said to his companion.

  "Yes, I passed by there when I was delivering the materials yesterday. Her screams could be heard from a distance, and I quickly left. Such a beautiful woman, they really have no mercy. If it were me, I would only want to hold her in my arms and cherish her, how can they bear to hurt her." The person called Qiao An replied.

  Their words sounded in Zhang Fan's ears, and he only felt a shock in his body. Could it be that the little girl they were talking about was Ouni? Because of his own escape, he had been punished by the base. When Zhang Fan thought of this, he only felt a pain in his heart. No matter whether his feelings for Ouni were love or not, letting such a woman suffer for him was something a man could not bear.

  "Yes, I remember when we met in the corridor before, that expression, that figure, it's really a dreamy image! But I didn't expect Ouni to make such a big mistake this time, and it's likely to be difficult to escape punishment. Don't know how they will deal with her after a few days, sigh...” Their conversation continued, but the content of the conversation made Zhang Fan's heart tighten."

  "Ouni... it's all my fault." Zhang Fan clenched his fists, "Wait for me, I'll come to rescue you right away." The voices of the two people slowly faded away, and Zhang Fan walked out of the storage room. Now the top priority was to find Ouni, take her away from this place, and make up for the suffering he had caused her. From now on, he would definitely let her live a peaceful life. Zhang Fan said to himself in his heart, secretly making a vow that no matter who was behind these events, he would definitely ruin their conspiracy and seek justice for Ouni.

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  East District No. 9, Zhang Fan was muttering to himself about this place, and after wandering around the base for a long time, he had avoided several batches of patrolling personnel but still couldn't find East District No. 9. As for the people he met, Zhang Fan didn't dare use his mind waves to probe into their brain domains. To be honest, most of the people he met in the base were impossible for him to probe anything from, so he didn't need to bother trying anymore.

  Where is O'Neill anyway? Dongqu 9th house, where exactly is it? Just as Zhang Fan was frowning, a good opportunity came before him.

  A man wearing a white Taoist robe walked out of a room, head down, flipping through a stack of documents in his hand. Zhang Fan hid outside the door, waiting for his arrival. The man seemed to be deeply engrossed in what he was looking at and didn't notice Zhang Fan approaching him until he looked up, his eyes locking onto Zhang Fan's. Zhang Fan's eyes were like magic, making the white-robed man unable to move his gaze away.

  "Where is room number 9 in the east district?"

  "Go forward, turn left at the second corridor and it's the ninth room." The man in white replied subconsciously to Zhang Fan's question.

  "Is there anyone guarding outside the room?"

  "No." The man in white replied, and at the moment his eyes met Zhang Fan's, he was hypnotized by Zhang Fan.

  "Why is there no guard? Are there any security measures inside?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.

  "Because even if the door is open, she can't crawl out." A cold voice replied from behind Zhang Fan.

  Zhang Fan was shocked, when did someone suddenly appear behind him, and he didn't even know! Zhang Fan's one hand chopped down towards the white-clothed man's neck, while a gust of wind blade flew towards the source of the sound behind him.

  The man in white fell to the ground, and Zhang Fan also took advantage of this short moment to turn around. The person who entered his line of sight was a tall and sturdy young man with a well-proportioned physique. This young man stood about ten steps away from Zhang Fan, his hand had just come down from his shoulder. His hand was stained with crimson, it seemed that the youth who had been hit by Zhang Fan's wind blade had not dodged in time and had taken a direct hit.

  This was an expert, and Zhang Fan had this feeling as soon as he saw the young man. Just now, if he said that he didn't attack him off guard, just in terms of martial arts, it would still take a lot of effort to knock him down. Like those black-clothed men, the young man's martial arts skills were also at a very high level, and this level seemed to be inconsistent with his age.