Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

He had been here for several days now, and Su Chen had a feeling.

The people here, in their words and deeds, were all unusually cautious.

Otherwise, with his abilities, he would have definitely been able to uncover much more useful information.

This estate, at first glance, appeared to be a common wealthy household, harboring many ultimate beauties.

Su Chen knew that this was all just a facade.

To maintain such extravagant lifestyles, there must be a certain economic source.

If not, even a mountain of gold and silver would eventually be spent.

Estimating roughly, this estate must cost at least one hundred thousand yuan a day.

In the Golden Triangle area, what kind of business could make so much money?

One would know the answer to this question just by thinking with their toes.

The key point was that over the past few days, Su Chen was very clear that he still hadn't earned the trust of the boss.

Otherwise, he would have been assigned tasks already.

At this thought, Su Chen was deeply concerned about the safety of his mentor.

Hang in there!

Thinking of that gentle mixed-race beauty, Su Chen's brows slightly furrowed.

It seemed her status was quite ordinary.

Even that Black Sister was above her.

It seemed like, if he wanted to make a move, he would have to start from Catherine.

In a word, he had to win over Catherine.

Now, even if he had gained some friendship with the mixed-race beauty, with so many eyes around, many tactics couldn't be used.

Having some advantage was better than none at all.

What frustrated Su Chen was that just as he had this great opportunity, he didn't catch the chance to continue their previous encounter in the next two days.

On the other hand, that haughty Catherine was still cold to him.

The upside was that the other women were gradually becoming familiar with Su Chen.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!

On the surface, they seemed very peaceful, just like real sisters.

But in fact, they couldn't wait to stab their rivals directly.

Naturally, Su Chen, who had no competing interest with them and also very robust, became their favored delicacy.

On the sixth night, Su Chen heard a very strange voice.

The owner of the voice was none other than Catherine.

Su Chen quickly dressed and slipped out of the room.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, Su Chen was well aware of all the hidden cameras, including alarm devices.

Avoiding modern cameras and alarms deliberately, a few minutes later, Su Chen silently arrived at the third floor.

Following the voice, Su Chen walked towards a room.

The door was not fully closed, leaving a small crack.

Through this crack, Su Chen could perfectly appreciate the view.

However, looking in the direction of the sound, Su Chen's expression was incredibly varied.

What the hell is this?

Beyond his sigh, Su Chen couldn't help but widen his eyes to take in the scene.

What Su Chen didn't realize was that, because he was too engrossed and to get a clearer view, he had inadvertently pushed the door.

As a result, the crack of the door widened considerably, which was more conducive to Su Chen becoming a silent spectator.

Coincidentally, due to the angle, Catherine could just see Su Chen.

Naturally, the two played a short game of eye contact confrontation.

In such a situation, Su Chen was greatly startled.

Damn it!

He was discovered, what to do?

What left Su Chen dumbfounded was that, although Catherine saw him, she did not report to the boss.

Looking at Catherine's blue eyes, Su Chen knew that Catherine did not enjoy being hit.

Otherwise, her eyes would not show only pain.

This clearly showed that she was very averse to this.

However, for the sake of money, she had no choice but to endure all of this.

Feeling it was about time, Su Chen quietly retreated.

Meanwhile, inside the room, the boss continued.

Naturally, Catherine was covered in scars.

After half an hour, the boss grew tired and lost interest.

With the boss's silent permission, Catherine returned to her room.

Facing away from the mirror, looking at her bloodied and battered back, Catherine's brows furrowed tightly.

The whip had been previously soaked in special medicated water.

Therefore, this searing pain was something most people could not bear.

The upside was that although the pain was agonizing, the wounds would heal quickly.

Most importantly, afterwards, it would not leave any scars on the body.