Chapter 1577 - 1572: Raising Hell in the Drunken Red House (Third Update)

The turtle slave hit by the hemp rope let out terrifying screams, alarming everyone in the Drunken Red House.

The madam, Mrs. Zhao, was training a little girl who had just been abducted when she heard someone break in. She spat angrily on the ground.

"What nerve, daring to break into Zhao Chunhua’s territory! Someone, quick, send word to Mr. Hu. Today, I’m going to kill this troublemaking brat!"

The turtle slave who came to report frantically nodded and turned to walk outside, but collided head-on with Mu Shuangshuang in the lobby on the first floor.

A hemp rope wrapped around the turtle slave’s neck as Mu Shuangshuang asked, "Where’s the madam? Where is the madam of your brothel?"

The turtle slave waved frantically, "Please spare me, I don’t know, I don’t know!"

"Won’t say, huh? I’ll beat it out of you!" As Mu Shuangshuang finished speaking, she kicked the turtle slave in the abdomen.

Knocking the turtle slave to the ground.

The turtle slave got up to run but had barely taken a few steps when Mu Shuangshuang pulled him back forcefully with the hemp rope.

Mu Shuangshuang stepped on the turtle slave’s arm and applied pressure, causing him to let out a scream.

"I’ll say it, I’ll say it—"

"Mrs. Zhao is..."

"I don’t want you to say it now, take me to her!" Mu Shuangshuang said.

"I..." Fear flickered in the turtle slave’s eyes, clearly unwilling to lead Mu Shuangshuang to find Mrs. Zhao.

"Not going, huh? Then I’ll take your life now!" Mu Shuangshuang tossed the hemp rope over the beam, pulling it lightly, causing the turtle slave to straighten up with an upward tendency.

The hemp rope was tied around the turtle slave’s neck, which would make pulling up no different than hanging.

Realizing this, the turtle slave cried out, "I’ll take you, I’ll take you..."

Only then did Mu Shuangshuang let go, and the rope dropped from the beam.

At that moment, the entire Drunken Red House was in chaos. The girls saw Mu Shuangshuang burst in, some excited, some scared.

Those scared started walking outside.

The excited ones were mostly tricked into the brothel by Mrs. Zhao.

Eager to leave for a long time, but hindered by contracts held in others’ hands, they couldn’t act rashly!

But if Mu Shuangshuang saved them this time, they’d be liberated for life!

The turtle slave led Mu Shuangshuang to Mrs. Zhao’s room, and the door was kicked open by Mu Shuangshuang.

Mu Shuangshuang went in to check the situation.

As soon as she entered, Mrs. Zhao with a group of turtle slaves surrounded the doorway, arrogantly laughing, "I wondered who dared to challenge me, Zhao Chunhua, turns out it’s a young pretty girl.

Just right, my Drunken Red House still needs a good-looking main attraction, you’ll be trampled by hundreds, ridden by thousands under men!"

"Ride your damn head! I dared to barge into this crappy house because I’m not afraid of you, ugly old sot!"

Mu Shuangshuang finished speaking, pulled the hemp rope from the turtle slave’s neck, and kicked him to the ground, rendering him immobile.

She didn’t want him to launch a sneak attack later!

"Arrogant girl, but I like your fieriness! You’re the kind guests love, taming flowers takes effort but earns money too!" Mrs. Zhao laughed uncontrollably.

At this moment, she envisioned earning countless Silver from Mu Shuangshuang!

Such joy!!!!!!!

"You old hag, enough nonsense, hand over Xiaxia right now, or I’ll take your dog life!"

"Xiaxia? You’re standing up for that girl?" Mrs. Zhao asked.

"Obviously!"

"You’re too late. That girl is already ruined by me! Useless thing, just useless, totally worthless!"

Before Mu Shuangshuang, Mrs. Zhao insulted Mu Xiaxia.

Mu Shuangshuang got angry, "She’s ruined? You’ll join her in the grave!"

The hemp rope in her hand whipped out aggressively, striking Mrs. Zhao’s face like a dragon.

Mrs. Zhao screamed in pain.

"Ouch... So painful! Kill her, kill her!"

Mrs. Zhao ordered her turtle slaves.

A dozen turtle slaves rushed forward!

These people usually indulge in debauchery, bullying helpless girls, but against someone like Mu Shuangshuang who knows martial arts, they’re outmatched.

Mu Shuangshuang’s hemp rope struck one turtle slave’s face, leaving a big red bloody mark.

Soon, Mrs. Zhao’s room was filled with turtle slaves clutching their faces and wailing.

Seeing things go awry, Mrs. Zhao tried to sneak away but was surrounded by Zheng Zhi and his men.

Spotting Zheng Zhi’s men in official attire, she grabbed his trouser leg, crying and feigning pity: "official, you must give this poor woman justice!

This wretched girl suddenly broke into our Drunken Red House, attacking our turtle slaves without a word, and even wants... wants to kill me!"

"Get lost!" Zheng Zhi kicked her away, sending Mrs. Zhao rolling several times until she landed at Mu Shuangshuang’s feet.

Mu Shuangshuang stepped on Mrs. Zhao’s chest, fiercely demanding, "Where’s Xiaxia? Take me to her!"

"I... I don’t know!" Mrs. Zhao stubbornly resisted.

"Boom!" Mu Shuangshuang kicked Mrs. Zhao’s abdomen, pain like twisting knives surged up.

Mrs. Zhao clutched her belly, sobbing endlessly, "Even if you beat me to death, I won’t say!"

"Fine, then I’ll keep hitting until you do!" Another kick, Mu Shuangshuang fiercely struck Mrs. Zhao’s belly.

Overwhelmed by pain, Mrs. Zhao finally shouted, "I’ll say it, I’ll say it..."

"The woodshed, she’s in the woodshed!"

"Get up and take me there!" Mu Shuangshuang demanded coldly.

"But it hurts..." Mrs. Zhao said miserably.

Mu Shuangshuang raised her foot, ready to kick again. Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly scrambled up.

Enduring piercing pain, she walked towards the woodshed.

With each step, sweat dripped like beans.

A simple walk to the woodshed ended up taking Mrs. Zhao the time of half an incense stick.

By the woodshed door, Mrs. Zhao collapsed from exhaustion.

"Zheng Zhi, keep an eye on this stinking hag! I’m going in to find Xiaxia!" Mu Shuangshuang said.

Zheng Zhi stepped forward and placed a foot on Mrs. Zhao’s back, saying, "Don’t worry, I can handle this wretched hag!"

Mu Shuangshuang stretched out her hand to push open the woodshed door.

At that moment, she noticed her hand trembling, her heart harboring a brief urge to escape.

But a sense of duty and compassion pushed her to face everything.

Mu Shuangshuang took a deep breath and opened the woodshed door.