After the auction ended, the audience in the auction hall left quickly like the receding tide.
After seeing off all the guests, the Fantasy show manager turned and walked out. At the door, he was forced back step by step by a wall of people that suddenly appeared.
"Mr. Fu!"
Fu Linchen looked at him with sharp eyes like blades, "Why are you so panicked? Did I dig up your ancestral grave?"
The Fantasy show manager kept backing away, twisting his ankle and nearly falling. "No, I'm not panicking."
"Well," Fu Linchen pulled a pistol from his pocket, held it with one hand, and fired a shot at his thigh. "Are you panicking?"
The hot bullet pierced the skin and tore the nerves. The huge impact force caused the Fantasy show manager to crash into the glass cage behind him. An indescribable burning sensation came over him, and blood gushed out of the hole in his thigh.
His legs went limp and he knelt in front of Fu Linchen.
Fu Linchen walked towards him with a gun in hand, "Who did you sell my princess to?"
The Fantasy show manager looked up at the oriental man and replied, "I don't know who your princess is. I'm only in charge of the auction and don't know anything else."
Fu Linchen pointed the muzzle of his gun at his mouth and inserted it into his mouth. "Your mouth is so hard, I think you are very suitable for taking bullets."
The image of a bullet shooting into the mouth, piercing the head, and brain matter splattering everywhere like soy milk appeared in the eyes of the Fantasy show manager.
He looked horrified.
Fu Linchen's lips curled up in sarcasm, and his index finger pressed on the trigger. As long as he exerted a little force, the head of the person opposite would be blown into pieces, turning into countless meat scraps, scattered all over the ground, and swept into the trash can as garbage.
In this extreme psychological tug-of-war, the Fantasy show manager was completely powerless to fight back. He was completely at a disadvantage and his mentality collapsed. With a gun in his mouth, he said in a slurred voice, "Ms. Su was sold to a mysterious buyer who lives on a private island off the coast of Las Vegas called Mermaid Island."
Fu Linchen thrust the gun in his hand forward suddenly, and the hard muzzle rolled over his back teeth, and the impact almost pierced his throat.
“Who is your boss behind the scenes?”
The Fantasy show manager's eyes flashed with hesitation, "I'm just a dirty worker. I've never met him."
"Tsk—, such skillful kidnapping and auctioning techniques," Fu Linchen sneered, "He doesn't look like an ordinary henchman at all."
You don’t want to say it, right?
Fu Linchen leaned down with his tall body, lifted his chin with the muzzle of the gun, and looked into his eyes with his sharp eyes, "It seems that you are very afraid of your boss behind the scenes."
Fu Linchen's smile didn't reach his eyes. It was lazy yet filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression. "Guess who's scarier, me or your boss behind the scenes?"
Fu Linchen bent down and held the hand of the Fantasy show manager, raised it up, put his four fingers together, pointed the gun at his fingers and fired a shot, letting him see with his own eyes that his four fingers were blown off and disappeared.
A tragic howl was heard in the auction hall.
The manager of Fantasy Show understood immediately that Bo Jishi was a vicious and cruel man who could not show his face in public. He was still cautious and only dared to use dirty tricks in secret like a rat that could not see the light of day. But the man in front of him was cruel and blatant, unscrupulous, arrogant and lawless.
Because he is the sky, and the world is tailor-made for him.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" the Fantasy show manager screamed anxiously, "The boss behind this is Bo Jishi. He was the one who ordered me to kidnap and traffic women!"
Fu Linchen turned and walked out, his black coat drawing a sharp arc in the air.
The phone rang, and Gu Yanze's excited voice came over, "Fu Linchen, I found out who the boss behind the Fantasy show is. It's Bo Jishi!"
Fu Linchen said in a light voice, "Thank you for telling me the outdated news that I already knew."
Gu Yanze: "..."
"As for where Yanyan was kidnapped, I still don't know."
Fu Linchen: "Las Vegas, Mermaid Island."
Gu Yanze looked at the hung-up call, feeling lost. He felt like he had lost to Fu Linchen again, but somehow, he also felt that his loss was more than just that...
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While Su Yanxi was being transported, she quietly lifted the black velvet curtain with her fingers and kept observing the surrounding terrain and environment, looking for possible opportunities to escape and waiting for the right moment.
The glass cage was locked tightly with an iron lock. If one wanted to escape, they had to wait for the cage to open.
She was transported to a beautiful island, surrounded by romantic and beautiful coconut trees.
The glass cage was carried into a room overlooking the sea and the beach. The door was closed, then opened again, and a white man with a whiskey in his hand walked in.
He was tall and strong, wearing gray suit pants and a gray vest, and his golden hair was neatly and stylishly groomed.
He looked like a polite upper-class gentleman in an American TV series, but the look in his eyes as he looked at the cage revealed a creepy morbidity.
The black velvet curtain was flipped over to the ground, and the sultry air was blown away by the sea breeze.
Su Yanxi raised her beautiful face on her own initiative. Because her eyes were covered, the presence of her lips was greatly enhanced. Her red lips were slightly opened, making her look innocent and naive, yet revealing an alluring sexiness.
There was an eager look in the foreign man's eyes.
The iron lock fell to the ground and he opened the glass cage.
The foreign man leaned over and walked into the cage, squatted in front of Su Yanxi, brought the whiskey in his hand to Su Yanxi's rosy and moist lips, and poured it into her mouth.
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