Chapter 166: Adults Have Their Own Helplessness and Finding the Gunman

The bumpy carriage made Lisa curl up in the corner. The dim light couldn't see the appearance of that person, but this feeling, it's not wrong!

"Bu... Mr. Buke."

The silhouette that could barely be seen with the faint light outside the window in the dark slowly turned to look at herself. Although she couldn't see anything, she knew that this was Buke!

She was trembling.

If Liyamu was a devil, then Buke was the devil's running dog. He would use more cruel ways to torture the girls, just to make them obedient.

Dignity, personality, in front of these people, would all become worthless!

Perhaps they once had humanity, but in the many temptations and fears of this world, they gradually lost their humanity and became slaves to desire and fear.

"You don't have to be so afraid of me, Lisa.", Buke actually couldn't see Lisa very clearly either, but he could see Lisa's eyes reflecting the faint light, which were particularly obvious in the dark.

"That gentleman hasn't seen you for a while, he misses you very much, so when we restarted business, he wanted to see you the first time."

"This is your honor, Lisa, and also your luck.", he crossed his legs and lit a cigarette.

When the match was struck, it briefly illuminated his face, but soon it followed the extinguishing of the match, and everything fell into darkness.

The light produced by the cigarette butt couldn't illuminate everything in the carriage, nor could it bring Lisa any sense of security in the dark.

Perhaps it could illuminate the surroundings when it was being smoked, but at that time, what could be illuminated were only the devil's eyes.

He didn't look like a very powerful man, a bit handsome, medium build, good skin, sometimes his courage was still very small, and he looked very harmless.

But when it came to treating the girls, he would become another person.

He could use all kinds of terrible and cruel means to force those people to obey him, or Liyamu's will.

Many people firmly refused, and eventually, they would be handled in front of everyone.

Perhaps one or two, you can still persist, but when you find that they are not scaring you, but all those who don't cooperate are handled, they don't even feel guilty or afraid because of this, and their emotions don't change, you will be afraid.

Whatever they say, you will listen, and you won't dare to have the slightest violation.

"Before he gets tired of you, you are safe, so Lisa, so you'd better think of a way, either make him obsessed with you, or... make him unable to leave you."

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Lisa's tears had already flowed out, "I will die, Mr. Buke."

Buke shrugged, "We will all die, those girls will die, you will die, and I will die, so we have to think of ways to live better."

"I taught you, since you can't make him obsessed with you, satisfy all his perverted desires and make him unable to leave you."

"After going back, wash yourself. Look at what you look like now, actually selling wine in such a low-class bar. Our mysterious gentleman will definitely feel sorry for you after he knows."

He reached out to try to touch Lisa's hair, just like petting a puppy to soothe her emotions, but Lisa avoided it in fright, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Immediately after, Buke's leather shoes kicked over...

The driver was driving the car, and the car was shaking. This must not be a problem with his technology.

The car soon arrived at the back door of Red High Heels. Lisa was dragged out of the car by Buke by her hair. She had already been beaten, and was dragged back to Red High Heels by her hair.

For Buke, violence is not the only way, but it is the most effective way. No one is afraid of being beaten, including himself.

Lisa, who fell on the floor, was so scared that her body was trembling, but what made her feel more fear was the fate that followed.

Obviously the room was very warm, but she felt colder than just now outside!

She had had enough of that place, had enough of being hurt and abused. She really wanted to go home now!

Hearing the sound of the motorcade returning, and some noisy sounds, Samu walked over from other places.

He was wearing a pink fur coat of some kind today, and the whole person was as bright as a flamingo!

He looked down at Lisa from a high position, and there was no emotion of treating humans in his eyes, just like looking at... something.

"This is Lisa?", he walked over and picked up Lisa's chin, "Indeed good-looking, figure is also good."

"But the smell on your body...", he let go and took two steps back.

There are wine smells, smoke smells, sweat smells, and other smells in the bar, anyway, all kinds of smells are intertwined like the desires behind them.

In that kind of dim environment where reason is dominated by desire, it will make people feel intoxicated.

But when coming to a clean room, it only makes people nauseous.

"Get her to wash clean, and by the way, trim her hair and the hair on her body. The client paid money..."

Buke walked to his side and whispered something. After listening, Samu just nodded slightly, "No need to handle the hair, handle the others, I can't stand this smell."

Two subordinates came over and dragged her to the bathroom. Lisa knew that after coming here, struggling had already lost its meaning, but she still retained one ten-thousandth of hope and said, "Don't you fear Mr. Lansi's anger?"

Buke was very unhappy after hearing this. He felt that this was Lisa making him lose face in front of the new boss, and he was just about to go over and beat her up, but Samu stopped him.

He turned and looked at Lisa, looking at her eyes, "I work for big shots, and Lansi also works for big shots. We work for the same big shot. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I am a dog, and he is too. Big shots won't allow us dogs to bite dogs, so the thing you are worried about won't happen."

He said while looking at one of the people dragging her arm, "Teach her some new rules. I really can't stand this situation, actually daring to talk nonsense...", he turned to look at Buke, "Is this how you train your employees?"

Buke was a bit embarrassed, not knowing what to say, but soon Samu relieved his embarrassment.

"Forget it, after all, you and Liyamu only came into contact with these by coincidence. I can't use higher industry standards to require you."

"But you have to know, Buke, in this line of work, we must always learn to maintain awe, and a grateful heart."

He paused, "I heard that some accidents happened on the road?"

Buke nodded repeatedly, "They arranged a young man to send her back together. We originally didn't want to use weapons, but he pulled out his gun first, and the people on our side opened fire."

Samu walked to the bar, opened a bottle of wine. He had already obtained a batch of wine through the relationship of Lawyer Aosen.

All of them were mid-to-high-end wines. After Red High Heels reopened, he didn't intend to operate for ordinary people.

How much money can be squeezed out of ordinary people's pockets?

Not only is there no profit, but the risk is also high, especially those big shots. They don't like their toys to be played with by others. If they are known, they will definitely be angry.

So from the beginning, his positioning was "high-end," "customized." He would train every girl into the best toy and provide it to every client.

The sound of pouring wine quickly made beautiful amber colors appear in the two glasses. He poured a glass for Buke.

"Did anyone die?"

"Our people, their people."

Buke shook his head, "Our people, I let them go for treatment. As for Lansi's side, I don't know. He was lying on the ground when we left."

Samu drank wine and thought about the result of this matter. If it weren't for the fact that the opinion leader in the Bay Area wanted it too urgently, he could completely wait, but people wanted it, so he had to get it over first.

"Inquire, send some money over. After all, our process wasn't right."

After saying this, he clinked glasses with Buke, "Thank you for running here tonight, cheers."

Buke hurriedly clinked the wine glass and took a sip. He was prepared to say something nice, but heard Samu say, "Drink it up."

He looked at the wine in the glass, at least two ounces left. He felt something was wrong, but at this time, he had to drink it even if it was wrong, and Samu drank it all too.

When he finished drinking, a smile appeared on Samu's face. He walked to Buke's side and stretched out his hand.

His fingertips flicked on Buke's cheek, "Come to my room, we can chat deeply about the future development of Red High Heels."

Buke had seen many perverted people and heard many perverted things. Even just now, he was still telling Lisa that she should learn to obey and everything was for survival.

But when it really came to himself, he also felt that this was not so easy to choose.

However, he didn't resist or refuse, because he knew he didn't have this qualification.

Samu pulled his tie as if pulling a dog towards another direction. At this moment, he suddenly understood the despair when Lisa was dragged away not long ago. He suddenly wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Samu's room had been simply renovated. There was a large water bed and a huge mirror wall, which could see himself from different angles in the mirror from various directions.

On the coat rack were various clothes that couldn't tell whether they were men's or women's, of course, there was also a pile of formal wear, various hats, accessories, and even the room was filled with the smell only in the girls' dressing rooms.

Walking to the bed, Samu pushed lightly, and Buke fell on the bed.

Buke's smile was a bit stiff, "Do I need to take a shower first?"

Samu shook his head, "No, no need..."

While opening up, he said, "Buke, the value of the word improvisation is to tell us that if you have something you want to do, it's best to do it immediately!"

Samu's taste is very mixed. Sometimes he likes to eat vegetarian, sometimes he likes to eat meat. For him, how to keep himself interested in life is his job.

"Why don't we make ourselves happy?"

Buke's eyes flickered. He originally thought... some things were unavoidable, but now it seems not so.

Actually, this is not unacceptable. He walked over obediently, but he didn't know that in Samu's game, there was no role whose character was always fixed...

Perhaps it was because he experienced too many things during this period, perhaps because there was always a kind of pressure on his head, and he also needed a way to vent.

In Samu's eyes, he could no longer distinguish between men and women. What he had to do was panting heavily and vent all those anger, grievances, uneasiness, and pressure!

After a while, when the merciful God and holy light appeared in his slightly closed eyes, he exhaled heavily.

Although... this was his first time, actually closing his eyes was okay.

Just when he thought he could pack up and go back to sleep, just after standing up, he was pushed back to the bed by Samu to sit down.

This time his expression became completely different from just now, "It's my turn..."

Lisa screamed in another room, and he, too, was screaming.

Screams and screams are different, but the mood of their screams might be the same.

Samu didn't know clearly that Lansi, who was a "dog of the mayor" like him in his eyes, didn't have the idea of compromising and was looking for the person who was shot everywhere.

Otherwise, perhaps Mr. Buke would feel a little better tonight. Of course, it might be worse. After all, knowing these things would only have more pressure and emotions to vent!

At two o'clock in the morning, the phone in front of Aierwen rang. He picked it up the first time and said, "It's me."

"Aierwen, we found their car, near the hospital on the side of the city center..."

"Very good, we will go over immediately!", he hung up the phone and left people here to guard.

If other people who went out to search couldn't find anyone, they would call to inquire every once in a while. Someone needed to tell them the progress of the matter.

When Aierwen brought people to the outside of "An'enbi Hospital," he saw his own people who called at a glance.

After getting off the car, they brought Aierwen to the side of a car.

There were some blood stains on the car body, and there were also in the car, and there were also outside the car.

"I just asked the doctor, it was about ten minutes after they were attacked, someone drove over directly and said they were shot."

"The police have already been here, but left again, and the person is still inside."

Aierwen pursed his lips, his brain spinning at a super high speed, "Which branch's police?"

The young man scratched his head, "I don't know, Aierwen."

Aierwen didn't say him. Being able to do these was already very good. He patted the young man's arm, praised him with a "good job," and then walked into the phone booth and dialed the duty number of the Imperial District Police Station branch.

Soon the phone was connected. This was not a police call, but a duty call. The person on duty was a deputy sheriff.

"This is the duty phone of the director's office of the Imperial District branch. May I ask who is on the other side?"

"I am Aierwen, Aierwen of the Lansi family."

About two seconds later, a very easygoing voice came from the other end of the phone, "You only need to tell me your name and I know who that is, so Aierwen, is there anything I can help you with?"

Aierwen hadn't dealt with this deputy sheriff, and Lansi hadn't either, but this didn't prevent him from hearing about the reputation of the Lansi family.

Aierwen also had a strange feeling that couldn't be described, but now is not the time to give him the feeling of how strange this is, "It's like this, Mr. Deputy Sheriff, I want to ask, did An'enbi Hospital request police support about forty minutes ago because they received a gunshot victim?"

The deputy sheriff knew what it meant as soon as he heard it, "Wait a moment, I'll go check the dispatch record."

The sound of opening the door came from the receiver, as well as the sound of him asking loudly. Finally, a girl who couldn't hear clearly seemed to say something.

After a while, the footsteps came from far to near, and finally it was picked up again, "The call was indeed received just now, we sent people over, according to the feedback, they encountered robbers..."

After saying this, the deputy sheriff knew it was enough, and he also stopped. After hearing this, Aierwen exhaled a turbid breath, "Sorry to trouble you, there might be a little trouble later, please be late to dispatch, but I can guarantee that no one will be hurt."

The deputy sheriff didn't feel it was difficult at all, "No problem, tell me when you need our cooperation, I am on duty at night."

After hanging up the phone, Aierwen thought about it, and still made a phone call to Lansi. Lansi didn't sleep much either, waiting for news.

After listening to him finish these things, he gave Aierwen affirmation of his performance, "You did a good job, even if I were there, I could only do this."

"Ask someone to take two hundred yuan and send it to this deputy sheriff, thank him for his cooperation, and don't say anything else."

"Before leaving, ask him how many people are on night duty in the branch, and then go buy enough coffee and donuts, send them over, and ensure everyone has some."

"On this side, you just take them out of the hospital, it's best not to use guns, but if you do..."

Lansi didn't finish, Aierwen knew what he meant, "I guarantee he won't even have the need for rescue."

"Hmm, waiting for your good news..."

Aierwen immediately started to ask people to do things according to Lansi's instructions. He himself personally brought people into the hospital.

That guy had already finished the surgery. His gunshot wound was not heavy, hit in the abdomen, and there was only one bullet.

The doctor cut off a section of his intestine, had already sutured it, and pushed him out of the operating room.

His companion was nervous for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his friend sleeping peacefully there, and finally had a trace of relaxation.

He was scared to death just now. His friend was lying there pale, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead. Now the hanging heart was finally put down.

Of course, it wasn't because he died, but because he was saved.

He walked to the corridor, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, opened the window a little, and then looked down at the floor.

Most people like to look at the scenery outside when smoking in the corridor, thinking about some things that will be forgotten by themselves soon.

But it was this glance that he caught a glimpse of a large number of people in black windbreakers entering the hospital. The cigarette fell from his mouth, he cursed "Fuck," and turned back to the ward.

His friend was still lying on the hospital bed. He was already sweating with anxiety, but at this time, there was no time and opportunity left for him to think.

He gritted his teeth, pushed his friend's hospital bed, and crashed towards the door. They had to leave, or hide!

The heartbeat suddenly started to accelerate at this moment...! ===== CHAPTER 167 =====