Chapter 11: This bastard really wants her dead!

The man took out the vibrating cellphone from his pocket and answered the call.

"Boss Long, the person who attacked you yesterday has been caught."

With the cellphone in hand, the man's chiseled features showed nothing but indifference.

"Are they in Secret Garden Prison?"

The person on the phone replied, "Yes, they have been locked up."

The man glanced at Lu Xiaoyou and lifted her up from the bed.

"Where are you taking me!"

Her clothes had been mostly stripped off by this guy, yet he dragged her out.

"Let me go!"

"You're just a courtesan from the Secret Garden; you don't need to know where I'm taking you!"

"At least let me change into some clothes!"

The man looked at her, his expression cold.

"I'm not used to being exposed in front of others," Lu Xiaoyou's voice softened, stirring an urge to protect her.

The man said nothing, but took off his own black overcoat.

Lu Xiaoyou had no choice but to put on his black overcoat, zip it up, leaving her fair long legs exposed.

The man gave her a cursory glance and dragged Lu Xiaoyou out again.

She was taken by the man into an elevator.

There were many elevator passageways within the Secret Garden, with different elevators for different ranks of people. Elevators designated for guests were off-limits to courtesans.

She was taken by this man into an elevator that she was not permitted to enter.

The man pressed the button for level B5, and as the elevator descended, Lu Xiaoyou could feel the air around her growing colder.

When the elevator doors opened, a strange and nauseating smell assaulted her, and Lu Xiaoyou acutely sensed the scent of death.

A glint flashed in her eyes, "Is this the prison of the Secret Garden?"

The man did not speak; the woman was smart enough.

Although Lu Xiaoyou's physical strength was dwindling, her hearing and sense of smell were extremely keen. Standing in the elevator, she could hear the painful moans and the desperate pleas for mercy.

Someone led the way, taking them into the interior of the prison.

About a dozen men were held in a cell, all captured by the man's subordinates.

"Boss Long, we are still interrogating these people," a subordinate said respectfully.

"No need to continue," the man already knew who had sent the assassin, who had injured him.

He took Lu Xiaoyou's hand and put a gun in it.

"Your gun-holding stance is very professional; have you been trained?"

"Not at all, how would I know about these things~" Lu Xiaoyou's voice was soft, like a meek little rabbit, but the next second, she was pushed forward by the man.

"Kill them, or let them kill you!" the man stated, and before Lu Xiaoyou could react, she was locked in the cage.

In the prison, a dozen men eyed the gun in Lu Xiaoyou's hand. If they could get the weapon, they might have a chance to escape!

The dozen men charged at Lu Xiaoyou.

Inwardly, Lu Xiaoyou cursed!

This son of a bitch, he really wants her dead!